Fusing luminous wax and paint in layers,

then adding and subtracting,  is lush, intuitive and often surprising.

Because wax passes from a molten to a hardened state in seconds,

Zen-like concentration is needed  to capture a serendipitous texture

or subtly expose the previous layers.

As the descendent of homesteaders, I am well aware of the previous layers of my life on the

Plains. How could I not be drawn to rich natural colors and earthy themes of fruitfulness?  I am a

part of the ethereal and impermanent beauty of grasses, seeds and seasons.  Beeswax hardened

by tree sap and bonded to fine wood is a sensuous and appropriate medium for conveying my

connections to the land.