Growing up as a stereotypical first-born child, I lacked the courage to inject imagination in my art. I stayed within the comfort of drawing exact replicas of references, which garnered accolades from adults and peers but left me unfulfilled as a “real” artist. It wasn’t until twenty-five years and four children later when I discovered how to freely express myself. Perhaps it was my older age that released me from the shackles of my Type-A personality. Or was it motherhood that taught me the importance of play? Nevertheless, I am happy to say that I can now paint intuitively - focusing more on the process rather than the outcome.
Creating with encaustic allows me to engage with painting in its most tactile, elemental form. I respond to the surface as it evolves - adding texture, carving into it, embedding materials or scraping back. There’s a fine line between control and surrender as I fuse the wax with my torch. It is this balancing act - a dance, if you will - that captivates my interest in this ancient medium.
My art is inspired by the fleeting moments of beauty in everyday life. I preserve flowers in full bloom, celebrate the glorious hues of the land and sky, & give homage to the tiny creatures that grace us with their presence. It is my hope that my paintings bring joy to the viewer amidst the world’s current state of uncertainty.