The wry and sardonic artistry
of Charles B Slackman
“Slackman” he would answer in a flat laconic voice whenever one phoned him to offer an illustration assignment.
He was grumpy, wry, dedicated and absolutely charming.  
He drew precious, detailed, pen-and-ink drawings with precision and dedication, hunched over his drafting table, his long-haired white cat faithfully nearby. 
Since 1963 when they married, he shared his life with his beautiful wife, ballet dancer Betteanne Terrell Slackman. 
His studio in their 57th street penthouse apartment faced North, the walls and furniture all white, with magnificent light filtering in throughout the day. 
Their beautiful home in Sag Harbor, New York, was equally tasteful. 
It was a charmed life, punctuated by his trademark handlebar mustache and the round-shaped sunglasses that he never removed. 
He was 80 years old when he passed away in 2015. 
RIP, Charles Slackman. You are unique in every way. 
Traci Churchill
Roswell, Georgia
January 30, 2018
tracichurchill.com
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