Artist Information:
Elzbieta Sadza
Ithaca, NY
United States
Member Since: Apr 2003
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Artist Statement:
Elzbieta Sadza was born in Poland in 1977. In 1995 she graduated from Szermentowski Art School of Fine Arts in Kielce where she majored in old-masters painting and gilding techniques. In 2002 received an MFA in Visual Arts from the Academy of Fine Arts in Gdansk, Poland. She works in drawing, painting and printmaking mediums, makes book illustrations and designs theatre scenery.
The prologue to my love affair with art was a coincidence; a coincidence and an absolute catastrophe according to my parents. Accidentally I once overheard my mom talking to her friend whose son was an artist. The story the woman was telling was filled with exhibitions, models, parties, travels and events unusual for an ordinary man. Not able to sleep, two days before a deadline, I hid my application forms from the school that my parents had chosen for me and, to their disappointment, I applied for art school. I studied at The Szermentowski’ School of Fine Arts, and then, consequently, at The Academy of Fine Arts, as opposed to the school of their liking, the renowned university in the neighborhood. To them, the passion to create symbolized the worst Egyptian plague that had been omitted from...
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Elzbieta Sadza was born in Poland in 1977. In 1995 she graduated from Szermentowski Art School of Fine Arts in Kielce where she majored in old-masters painting and gilding techniques. In 2002 received an MFA in Visual Arts from the Academy of Fine Arts in Gdansk, Poland. She works in drawing, painting and printmaking mediums, makes book illustrations and designs theatre scenery.
The prologue to my love affair with art was a coincidence; a coincidence and an absolute catastrophe according to my parents. Accidentally I once overheard my mom talking to her friend whose son was an artist. The... | |
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