Welcome to my life, Ollie Schrauwen. Make yourself comfortable, you’ll be staying here for a while. It’s funny how you think you know your favourite illustrators and then BAM! Someone comes out of the blue with a bunch of work that makes your mouth fill up with spit (in a good way). Ollie is a little but of a mystery, we know he’s matey with Brecht Vandenbroucke (which is a personal life goal I hope to mirror) and we also know that he’s from Belgium and currently resides in Germany.
To see such a gentle appreciation for science fiction, mixed with genuine humour and real, pure draughtsmanship is just so rare. The tender dreaminess coming off the illustrations (particularly in Arsene and the entry halls picture) is almost too much to bear. I don’t know if it was because I was listening to a really sad Elton John song at the time, but when I really looked at those images I wanted to cry and be sick at the same time (again, in a good way).
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- Alex Fergusson on the provocative and powerful nature of surface graphics
- Bendik Kaltenborn talks us through his retrospective book, collating ten years worth of work
- Meet music-obsessed graphic designer François Boulo
- César Pelizer’s 2D and 3D experiments are full of humour and imagination
- Polaroid’s creative director Danny Pemberton introduces new brand Polaroid Originals
- Artist Dominique Pétrin on creating her very own domestic product
- Universal Everything animate emotive wallpapers for new iPhone devices
- Herburg Weiland’s meticulous editorial designs are typographically-driven
- The Visual History of Type author Paul McNeil selects and dissects his six favourite faces
- Breakdown Press’ Joe Kessler picks out his most-treasured books