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Leslie Kouba Montana Watercolor Painting

Currency:USD Category:Collectibles / Western Americana Start Price:10.00 USD Estimated At:400.00 - 600.00 USD
Leslie Kouba Montana Watercolor Painting
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Title is The Lone Hen. 8" by 10" framed. Leslie C. Kouba (1917 - 1998) was active/lived in Minnesota. Leslie Kouba is known for Wildlife in landscape painting. Leslie C. Kouba, wildlife artist, was a self-made man who described himself as 52 percent businessman and 48 percent artist. "I've made my way in this world by following three principles: First, pick the thing you like to do best; then, learn everything you can about it; and finally, be willing to work harder than anyone else in that field. Kouba's secret to success: work. It's that simple." Les Kouba loved the public. If you happen by the American Wildlife Galleries in the Plymouth Building on Sixth Street in downtown Minneapolis, there is a good chance you could have met him. He's the guy who wore confidence like a second set of clothes. His gray hair was slicked straight back off the forehead. His trifocal glasses perched on his nose above a mustache waxed to a razor sharp point. His bolo tie was looped around his shirt collar and his customary plaid sports jacket hung on a rack in the corner. His blue eyes flashed and sparkled as he spun yarns and dispensed bits and pieces of homespun wisdom to anyone within earshot. Kouba enjoyed life. Comfortably sitting in his favorite chair, Kouba leaned back and with a twinkle in his eye, he said: "You know, this rooster was hatched during a big snow storm. I arrived on February 3, 1917, during a whale of a blizzard at Hutchinson, a small picturesque town in west central Minnesota. I was born on a farm about two miles east of town. My parents, Anthony and Sophie Kouba, were first generation Americans. Their parents had emigrated to this country from Prague, Czechoslovakia.