Every evening for the past week we have been going down to the lake to play. The breeze coming off the lake is cooled by the water, so much that it almost feels like Fall as the sun sets, but the heat rising from the sunbaked asphalt dries our suits by the time we reach the car on our way home.
On the curb sits a five foot-high pile of empty fireworks cartons, colorful and littered with tall exclamatories and hazard signs. The head of a black cat, on one box, hisses at us; he is the hero atop the technicolor caricature of a trashpile, much like the head of a lion in a taxidermist shop.
Wanting
I’ve been browsing some wonderful little paintings by Amy Ruppel, another bird/egg aficionado. These are so buttery! I want to touch one–I believe they have a layer of wax embedded in them somehow? I’m hoping to hear back from Amy on her technique. FUN!
How cool!
Amy sent me this in her response (thanks, Amy!):
I use beeswax, indeed. I cover a piece of wood with wax I’ve colored with pigment, then collage on top paper birds and shapes I created digitally, then layer clear beeswax over that… then I sometimes (most of the time) draw back into the wax, and fill the lines with oil paint, then wipe the excess away. A quick pass with the propane torch, and it’s set in for eternity. Have you taken an encuastic painting class? it’s so much fun, and very rewarding. It’s such a forgiving medium, full of happy accidents!