Whew – it feels good to get back into the studio! Even though it’s freezing cold, I’m quite content bundling up in my “painting clothes” and making my way to the shed out back. It’s hard to explain (to non-artists) the process of art-making. But there’s just something about – the smell of beeswax, and working with stuff (sometimes for weeks) in order to make art – that’s really fascinating to me.
My work seems to be getting more sculptural, and I can’t seem to get away from using old books (and their fragile brown pages) in my work. Last year, Erik did a photo series of some of my old books in nature – on rocks, in a creek, in trees, etc. The results were beautiful and intriguing. Since then, my obsession with old books has only increased.
Today, I began a new piece using only wax and an old book. Although it’s not finished, here’s a sneak peek: