RIP Roman

Perhaps some of you know that Roman Bartkiw passed away recently. You may not have known his last name, we didn’t, but we knew his ever present smile, his wave or cheery hello. You made his day if you responded in equal measure. Such a small kindness for us to please him so much. He was a fixture around town, appearing at predictable times at a series of stops – waterfront park was one of his favorites in good weather.

There will be a memorial gathering at the Anvil (another of his regular stops) at 2 pm on Monday, July 26th, organised by Joe Rafih and John McNeil. All are welcome.


4 responses to “RIP Roman

  1. Roman Bartkiw RCA, was an important member of the Canadian Arts mosaic. Roman is represented in many museums both nationally and internationally. He was a multi-faceted artist and, from anecdotes I have heard, quite the character. He was slated to participate in an exhibition opening at my gallery August 5th. My conversation with Roman on July 9th was very upbeat and he was excited to be included in an exhibition of his peers and contemporaries all,like him, born before 1940. Rest in Peace Roman!

  2. Barbara Yeates

    Thank you Johnathon.Roman had an amazing history and did things most of us only dream of.He toured Europe on a Harley.He twice met the (late)Queen of Denmark when exhibiting his glasswork.Most important of all, he never forgot what his father taught him..”Always remember you are Ukrainian!”

  3. I was horrified to hear of Romans sad sad end.I knew Roman from 1956 til 1960 when we were both at OCA in Toronto.I remember the joyous moody funny handsome young man… a shock of vertically challenging thick hair ;built like a mac truck, full of bear hugs for everyone with unending talents and noise.Ceramics,design,all the joys the happiest days of all our lives .Roman and his good friend Gordon McLauchlan shared a most eccentric underground pad,entered by a trap door just off Beverly street. I can still see the glee in Romans eyes as he hit a hot streak and devised some new way of doing something.When things did not work out, he could be very morose…but cant we all.By the way,Roman leaves behind a charming daughter,Rhianne.Also,he was 74,not 64.How did my dear old friend come to this tragic end? Vale,Roman

  4. Perhaps it is only sad for us, looking at it from our point of view. Roman seemed happy, at least he always had a smile and a wave and friendly words for his many new acquaintances. He was always reaching out to people. It is our sadness not his, our feeling badly perhaps that we did not care enough to investigate his situation. Those who knew him in better days probably feel that even more than those who didn’t know him before.