Eighth Station: Jesus meets the women of Jerusalem

Continuing with what I began last year, every Friday during Lent I will create an encaustic of the next Station of the Cross. I will not plan ahead, but only contemplate the particular week’s mystery after the previous is posted. If the piece is unfinished (and none of them are ready) it goes up anyway.

This week I cheated, lol. This is a repurposed existing piece. For some reason the Eighth Station and the weeping women led me to the traditional Pelican image, tearing apart her breast to feed her chicks. I was already dissatisfied with how the Cormorant had aged, so this seemed a good time to update it.

Ash Wednesday

As I did last year, I give you a WiP for the beginning of Lent. I’ve had this project in mind for a while. I can’t show much less than this: A vintage photo of Mom bowling glued to its wallboard substrate.

We’ll see where I end up at Easter. Happy Lent.

The Little Peasant

I’m not quite sure what attracted me to this tale. It’s kind of obnoxious, lol. Something about the sheep looking like clouds in the river near the end of the story became evocative.

This piece began before the summer hiatus and transformed into a different image when I came back. Yes, I incorporated my cat’s furball into the art. The organic quality suited the sheep, I guess.

Yesterday’s Blooms

When I recently returned to the studio I had a packet of drying flowers leftover from the spring. Most of them — brace yourself — were a moldy, rotting sludge. I had pressed them between paper with no air flow. (Lesson learned.) The flowers on this piece were the ones that hadn’t decayed.

The substrate on this happens to be another of my repurposed pieces. Its former self, Sadko, was based on a painting I desperately wanted to honor. I missed the brief, though, and it had to go.