Isn't it crazy how your mind can be like a desert at one time and then for no apparent reason things heat up and you have more ideas than you know what to do with? These are the encaustics I painted yesterday in response to the first drip painting that I already posted. While I was painting them I was thinking of african fabric designs and those scars that some Africans make on their bodies that create raised patterns.
My cave shape that I love. Protection, a grotto in which to hide and be safe. When I am in a frightening situation I throw up an imaginary shield over myself that looks like this shape and I tell myself that no harm may enter. Or if I'm on an airplane I put my coat over my head. True story. I can go inside then where I am not afraid.
I learned a lot about manipulating the wax while doing this series. I am going to start another group today. I'm in a groove.
This is the four in the series grouped together. I could go on with this idea for months. It is so mesmerizing; just drip drip dripping the wax onto the background. Did I mention I love the wax? xo