About Myself

My name is Eva Ceke. I was born January 23rd, 1963 in Hungary. I received my teaching diploma in 1981 and began my career as a kindergarten teacher. As people change so do circumstances, and by May of 1988 I was living in Canada, and shortly after became a citizen. I have been enjoying living in this beautiful country ever since.

What An Egg Means To Me

The eggs themselves say more to me than they may to someone else. I see a perfect shape, so hard yet so fragile, sheltering a life inside, or food for others should you decided to eat it. It symbolized life and death, the beginning and the end. The eggs, like our souls, must be treated with love and care. You can place so many eggs side by side, be it chicken, emu or dove,and yet are all still eggs…just like we are all people.  Dress it up with ribbons, jewels, a little color and so on, and you end up with something really one of a kind. Isn’t it amazing? I always look at every piece as unique.

While working at the Girls and Boys Scouts Club in Hamilton, Ontario, I found my interest in eggshells. As one of the leader, I was browsing through magazines for a new idea on how to decorate eggshells for Easter, other than the traditional painting method.
So, I found a picture in one of the magazines and I was amazed at the egg I saw.
Instantly I felt an urge to grab an egg from my fridge and hold it in my hand, not to thinking about making scrambled eggs, but to observe and absorb its natural shape and beauty. That night I was inspired to make something beautiful out of that egg. I decided upon a flower basket.
I boiled the egg and after many attempts to cut out the shell, and after many shells had been broken, I succeeded in my goal and I made my first eggshell basket.
I picked up the magazine again with much pride and joy, and then I read the article. It said something along the lines of the following: “The beautiful Faberge eggs made from marble….” I read it again, and I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. I looked at my little flower basket and I loved it even more.
Since that time, I haven’t been able to put my eggshells down.

As each artist calls upon their own canvas, be it plaster, iron, wood, or even the human flash (i.e: makeup artists, fashion designers, etc), I use the eggshell.
I love every minute I can spend time with my eggshell creations.
If anyone wonders who I am, I’d like him or her to know me as JEVA.
J for Just. Just Eva.