A little something about my process
My studio is my creative sanctuary! Walking into my studio each morning, I have no preconceived idea of what the final artwork will become. I turn on the music, gather materials. If encaustic painting is on the day's agenda, I plug in the heated palettes, and select colors. While the palettes are heating, I begin to feel the calm this preparatory ritual brings to me. As I lay down the undercoating of encaustic medium to prepare the surface for the painting process, I never tire of the glistening of the beeswax or its honeyed aroma. Then comes the color. I make brush strokes, layer upon layer, often random, sometimes deliberate, add texture, and the work begins to speak to me…do this, do that, choose this color or that color and on and on. Often my extensive collection of collage materials enter the picture. The personal story begins to take shape. The images become a dance, a movement in space. As the music plays, the art begins to have a rhythm all its own. Soon there is a dialogue between the work and myself as the painting evolves.
This same mental process exists for whatever medium I choose to work ...oil, acrylic, oil pastels, or charcoal. These steps become a meditation of sorts. It feeds my soul. How lucky am I that the time in my studio is so rich and satisfying? Equally fulfilling is when my artwork speaks to someone else. The meaning may leap forward or be quite subtle; it matters not, for in the process I am fed, and in viewing, others will bring to each work their own experiences and interpretations. Cheers to abstraction!