I Found the Living Water

I have realized recently that I have an obsession with waterfalls. What would a Jungian make of that? I'm reading at the moment a novel entitled "The Day the Falls Stood Still". It's a love story about two young people at the turn of the century who live near the Niagra Falls. I can't imagine a more magical place to live.

Falling to Earth

This is attempt no. 2 in which I collaged a stamp print I had made previously entitled "Falling to Earth" to the encaustic, which reminds me of how I felt last night when I participated in my first ever bachelorette party. The bachelorette party is a whole culture unto itself.

Encaustic Painting

Yesterday I took an encaustic workshop to learn how to use this medium. It was challenging to manipulate the hot wax quickly to get the form I had in mind, but I really like the end results. It was especially challenging to do this in Dallas heat which defies air conditioning! This is my first ever encaustic painting.

Another Sunset Experience

After finishing the sunset painting, I took the resulting piles of paint and made this little abstract. A trick I learned from Suzanne Kelley Clark

Sunset as Metaphor

I understand why sunsets are metaphors for "the end". But, in the words of that famous thinker Elle (Legally Blond), "I object!". Sunsets for me are a metaphor for exuberance, the outrageous joy of watching God paint a masterpiece every evening.

You Can't Make It Up

What I mean by that is that the sunsets out here in New Mexico are so beautiful that no human could make them up. I'm only painting what I see.

New Mexico Sunset

I've decided to paint a bunch of sunsets. This first one I painted at sunset at the lake in Abiquiu. Since this one was done en plein air, I had to work really fast to get the colors before the whole thing changed.