My name is Ewa and I create illustrations.
I sketch, paint, draw, cut up, tear up, peel off and glue back again.
I create illustrations with watercolors, acrylics, crayons, pencils
... with whatever I can and wherever I can. To tell stories.
I illustrate books for children, games, educational activities ...
I work for publishing houses, individual writers and sometimes for myself for pure pleasure.
Would you like to know
few more spicy bits?
I graduated in Interior Architecture from the Academy of Fine Arts in Poznan, Poland. I still design interiors, and my favorites are children's rooms - here as in illustrations - I can tell amazing stories.
I also studied Film Animation for a year at the Academy of Fine Arts in Croatia.
I finished the illustration course at the Open Collage of Arts.
For several years I worked as a graphic designer and art director in advertising agencies in the UK.
I live in Switzerland now. I look at Mont Blanc from my window, but so far I have lived in 8 countries. Most amazing? Sierra Leone and Nepal.
Yes, yes, today I am watching the Alps, but until recently I woke up with a view of the Himalayas.
I didn't see the yeti there, but never say never.
My most amazing job?
As a volunteer - graphic designer at a chimpanzee sanctuary in Sierra Leone.I love nature and adventure. And trips to the jungle and spending time with these animals was an adventure of a lifetime.
I felt like in an enchanted world.
How did I start to illustrate?
I made my first illustrated book when I was 5 years old. Unfortunately, it disappeared in the depths of time. And light years later, I got proposal to illustrate educational books for UNICEF. And you know what? I wanted to refuse ... luckily it did not, because apart from interesting work I discovered my passion.
When I was little, I was always up to mischief. I liked climbing tall trees.
This made my parents dizzy and got myself into trouble.
But no, I don't like to look down on people. Maybe I just wanted to see everything from a different perspective? (It always useful)
I love colors. I'm addicted to them. They make my heart beat faster.
I tell myself it's because I grew up in gray, post-communist Poland.
At that time, I was looking at colorful catalogs sent by my aunt from France. And I was sold.
And then I lived in Africa and Asia - which are swirling with bright hues and now I can't do without color. (My friends can confirm this). For breakfast I have a glass of pink mixed with lilac and sprinkled with cobalt.
At the age of 8, I had my first exhibition at school.
It was an exhibition of the sweaters I knitted. There were no colors in the shops, but there were colorful yarns and a lovely, patient grandma who taught me how to knit
Now I don't knit anymore, but I will be happy to illustrate something.
Come to me for a colorful feast