I had a day to meself today. I drank coffee, and lots of it. Brought a bunch of boards (I don't use canvas, I prefer birch plywood boards) out to the back porch and had some fun. Downloaded some albums that I owned (gulp) 15 years ago. Lenny Kravitz, REM and Pearl Jam. Ahhh those days... that's another post, eh? ;)
So, alone on the porch, encaustic wax in one hand, my trusty wood burning tool in the other, and some cool stuff started to appear. One that isn't quite done but is leaning toward being a tree. A tree of life, perhaps? One that I finished and goes along with the blue / life / growth series that's starting to emerge. Two others that are in the early stages.
Many many layers go into my paintings --- so many of them start out as one thing and end up as something completely different. My family thinks I'm nuts at times... sometimes when I show them a finished painting and say, "Oh, yeah, that was the one that had the tree in it", when, upon sight it's a crazy abstract with scratches and whirls, they send out a collective growl, "Ohhhhh I liked that one!!!" Oh well! This is not design by committee! No, it's all fun and good. I just can't put something out there until I feel good about it. It's as simple as that.
So, tonight I get ready for my trip. No painting for almost 2 weeks ---ugggh! I don't know if I'll like that! Maybe some minis will appear.. they'll fit in my suitcase!