New work. I really like this piece. The branch tips curl up off the surface by three inches or so, which gives them an anthropomorphic quality. An unknown creature oozing out of the hour glasses, hence the title – Strands of Thought

It is cold in our house, so I knit these fingerless gloves. I think they came out really really well. I love them. I have another knitting project in mind, and the wool to make it, but I haven’t found the time to start.

To follow up from last week the class went really well, and all involved learned a lot and had fun.

Tomorrow night our cooking group meets for a Moroccan Feast! Ummm, delicious…

Friday I teach the first of several encaustic workshops at the Jordan Schnitzer Museum of Art. The first two are part of a very cool art history program for high school students in Springfield. Due to budget cuts the unfortuante teachers are furloughed on 10 fridays during the school year. Therefore the students don’t have school. Lucky for them, in stepped Kim Hanson, who arranged for the students to go to the museum and have some on-site art and art history classes. I remember tagging along behind the art history classes from the UofM Summer Program in Florence, Italy, when I was a teenager. It was great, although I was jaded in college and found that art history classes usually meant looking at a lot of slides instead of seeing the real thing. While Eugene isn’t exactly Florence, it is a great opportunity.

NOTE: I will be teaching a workshop for adults on Encaustic Painting for the Schnitzer Museum on Sunday February 28th. This will be open to the public so sign up if you’re interested.

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I have been reading Color, a Natural History of the Palette by Victoria Finley. It is interesting to be reminded of where our colors come from and how they were made historically. The book is light in tone which unfortunately adds to the sensation that it is lighter in content than I want it to be, or than it perhaps really is.

I think that the making of your own paint is one of the things I like about encaustics, the sense of freedom and experimentation as you start. I also like to think about the technical prowess an artist had to have to use encaustic before we had electricity. It is no wonder that the use of wax as a binder fell out of favor quickly when compared to oil or eggwhite. Imagine trying to fuse the paint to the surface of a large mural using candles and torches? Or keeping the heat even under the pots of paint so they are neither too hot nor cold. We take electricity so much for granted it is hard to imagine life without it, and when was the last time you thought about the ways electricity allowed you to be more creative?