
woven in the womb of the earth
encaustic
8x10 inchesOn Sunday I painted all day. It was a good day. I actually painted in encaustics for the first time in a long time. Well, a few months is not eternity, but it felt like it. I had to work on a project that has a deadline looming ahead and so I put on my filter, opened the window, turned on the fan and heated up the wax. I worked on 3 paintings at the same time. It was heaven. I don't know what it is about encaustics and me, but there is never hesitation. Lately when I've been working on my acrylic paintings and panels, I sit there and stare blankly at my canvas, wander around my studio, get distracted. But with encaustics, I just go. It does what I envision. It's the perfect combination for me of paint and clay. No, it's nothing like clay, but it has that tactile quality for me. I can incise, make dots, scrape, etc. Some people go for the smooth, glass like finish with encaustics. I love how that looks. But me? I revel in the lumps and bumps, and the scritches and scratches.
Maybe it's just that I missed working in it so much, that I had a lot of pent up creative energy just waiting for the palette to be heated up. Who knows? I'll take it however it comes.
The title of this painting stems from Psalm 139 as this painting became a meditation for me on my pregnancy. The miracle and wonder at the life growing in me. Hidden in the darkness of my body. I am around 24 weeks now and my belly is already so big, I wonder how I'll make it til the end! It's amazing how much faster we pop out the second time around.