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Showing posts with label encaustic painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label encaustic painting. Show all posts
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Encaustic....ooooooo so nice
3 x 4ft
encaustic wax
ink
oil stick
rusted wire
a moment
within a moment
texture
transparency
dimension
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This is oooooo so nice...
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Experimenting in the Winter Snow
Experimenting with
context & materials.
Curious about
hollowing stones.
A new body of work is forming.
Breast Cancer & The Human Brain
printmaking paper
ink
Stabilo marking pencil
toner transfer of my deciduous tree (aka neural connections) photography
oil paint
encaustic wax
on wood panel
A Gifford Pinchot winter.
Temporarily out of service.
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Saturday, October 24, 2015
Knots in My Scalene
Finishing a gift for a friend.
A visual representation
of a therapeutic massage
experience.
Not a figurative piece.
An anatomy piece.
Knots in My Scalene
2015
Encaustic Wax
Oil Paint
Wire
Skamania County, WA River Rocks
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Sunday, October 18, 2015
Glorious TED talks, Pancakes & Encaustic Wax
I began my rainy PACNW Sunday morning
with TED talks and coffee in bed.
Once my brain was super-charged with
knowledge and ambition...
I made my people pancakes.
I spent time in the studio.
I experimented...
with pigment, oil paint, encaustic wax...
and my deserted
printmaking tools.
I brought my work-in-process out into the natural light...
even though it will
never
ever
live in that space.
This allowed me to walk around the piece,
walk up to the piece,
view it from a distance...
and from an angle.
Carving with this much detail is a new thing for me.
I think I'll do a figurative composition next.
A self portrait maybe.
I have plans and big ideas.
I experimented all day,
and...
roasted brussel sprouts
edited wedding photos
cleaned the refrigerator
did laundry
and the dishes.
It was glorious.
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She... is one of my favorites...
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Sunday, August 23, 2015
Summer Feet + Many Summer Things = ...
To
see the summer sky
is poetry,
though never in a book it lie
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true poems
flee—
Emily Dickinson, c.1879
My summer...
I have spent many hours
sitting
in this front porch turquoise chair...
sometimes sketching van Gogh in thirty minutes or less.
[marker, sharpie, oil sticks & mineral spirits, q-tips]
I gave it the title,
Someone stole her beer so now she's even more depressed.
The sun
sneaks in.
An evening stroll down the hill.
August leaf drop.
Visitors.
Invaluable time spent.
Handstands with friends.
Summer in the city.
Riding the MAX.
Interesting compositions.
Cycling in the Columbia Gorge,
this has to be the greenest place on earth.
Bridge of the Gods.
A light summer shower = slippery cycling on the bridge.
Secret spots in the forest...
where I do quiet things...
things that soothe my temperament...
things that allow my breath to
replenish...
things like this.
Sailboat summer
breakfast.
Sailing + Dawn = a new relationship, lots to learn.
Gorge paddling on the Columbia River.
City kayaking on the Columbia River.
Ya know...
Now that I have all this listed I realized...
this is a typical summer week.
Once the rain sets in in autumn...
I will retreat indoors...
sorta.
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A donation for Vashon Allied Arts on Vashon Island, WA.
Autumn = time to get back to making art.
[but that's not quite here yet]
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