Ladislav Kukla

* 1943

  • "When I was about to really end my life, before I prayed, a 70-year-old minister of an evangelical, Methodist church, even the American church, came in a strange way. The Czechs here in the first republic, who believed through those Methodists, were pretty wild savages, the Baptists and Methodists were conquering the West. So they had tent evangelism here, in the First Republic there were over 200 of those evangelical Methodists here in Jihlava. My mother just started going there. So he knew mommy and daddy. So he came to me and I told him I want to quit life, I don't know how to go on, I can't. And he said in a strange way: 'Come on, give your life to Christ,' I said: 'I don't even know how.' 'Get down on your knees,' so we got down on our knees. I repeated a short prayer that I was putting myself at God's disposal in Christ Jesus, that He would forgive me of my sins, because I had been drinking a lot, and there were other things as well, as my wife and I were hardly living anymore, because she was completely unhappy with me. So things slowly started to mend."

  • "A friend of mine who had a head nurse in Bohnice and her superior saw my works in Mánes when I had an exhibition there in the seventy-first year. So when she confided in him that I had been fired from everything, they really did have a bit of a repository there, even of the dissidents. So he offered to take me on for a year, that I would get a label that I was just nuts. And he said, 'Here we have art therapy, yeah, you'll have your own room here, you can paint. Once a month we'll send you home to your wife and kid for three days and then we'll see. I thought, I'll take it now. But the house was broken, smashed, now I said, I'll have some disability pension, my wife will stay alone, but for painting I'll do it. So I walked down the corridor in Bohnice to see the chief and he was at the end. And now there were these open walls of glass and now there were these various fools, even in the corridor there were these kinder fools. And if you'll excuse me if I show you, when I went in there, one was looking at me like this, the other one was looking at me like this, so I went to the chief medical officer with the sign, I was about to knock and I don't know why, such an impulse, so I turned around and I went home, and by then I had decided I was done with my life."

  • "One day four relatively young boys came to us. I don't think they even had a warrant for some kind of home visit, but they didn't give a damn then. And they called my mother in and said that every dentist still had some gold stashed away - it was mandated that all dental gold had to be given to the state for free. So dad certainly gave some things away, but some things, especially the gold plates, as they were, they made gold crowns, and even platinum teeth. Whoever had the money had some gold and platinum stashed away, buried. And when the four young State Security officers came, they told my mother that they would leave my father alone, that he would continue to go to the Health House, and they would let me finish my studies. I still had a younger brother who was healthy, he didn't have a spine like me - and they would let him go too if he told them where dad kept the dental gold. And mom told them if the officer would give her the officer's word of honor on that, and he said he would give her the officer's word of honor. And there were no metal detectors back then, so it was buried somewhere in the basement, so mom showed it to them. They dug it up and I was about 16, so they invited me. They smelled of some of that vodka. And now they're showing me this platinum and they're like, 'Do you know what this is?' And I'm being stupid. It's funny, I saw that it was platinum, maybe dad had talked about it before, so mom had some family jewelry - and I'll talk about grandpa on mom's side - dad had some coins, and they took it all and they charged dad and he got three years."

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I was no hero

Ladislav Kukla was born on 15 January 1943 in Prague to Jaroslav and Ladislav Kukla. He spent the first years of his life with his mother and older brother in Jirny near Prague. In 1940, his father refused to renounce his Czech nationality, so he was sent as a doctor to the Reich. Before the liberation, his father escaped from the deployment and returned to Prague, where he took part in the fighting on the barricades during the uprising. After the Communist takeover, his father refused to join the Communist Party and his practice and property were nationalized. In 1959 he was arrested and sentenced to three years imprisonment. He was released in 1962. Ladislav Kukla graduated from the Secondary General Education School (SVVŠ) in 1960. He was not allowed to continue his studies and worked as a labourer. In 1969 he was accepted into the Union of Czechoslovak Visual Artists (SČSVU) - painting. He had exhibitions in Brno, Prague, but also in many other places abroad - for example in Germany, Spain and even in New York in 1972. In 1974 he was expelled from the SČSVU. In 1975 he received a painting scholarship at the Royal Swedish Academy of Arts, in response to which the regime banned him from exhibiting and issued a travel ban. Due to the pressure of the regime, he had serious psychological problems. In the end, his faith helped him. In 1993 he started teaching at the Secondary School of Graphic Arts and later at the Higher Vocational School of Graphic Arts in Jihlava. He has exhibited both at home and abroad. He was rehabilitated and his membership in the Union of Visual Artists of the Czech Republic was renewed. He was a member of the International Association of Art - UNESCO. Since 1991 he was also a member of the Society of Visual Artists of Vysočina. In 2024 he lived in Jihlava.