STATEMENT
I have been meditating recently on navigating and the different ways one does that: navigating through space – both ground and air space - and also navigating through information, boundaries, and perceptions or perspectives.
Paper maps are my preferred way to understand where I am in relation to where I need to go and are becoming ever increasingly hard to locate. The stars and galaxies are an ancient method of navigation yet on any given night the milky way cannot be seen from this locale.
I also find myself navigating through a complicated web of information and trying to make sense of local, national, and world events and politics while my newspaper physically shrinks from its long standing duty.
I can no longer locate my yellow and white pages to guide me through my city and trust that it will open when I need it.
I have been embedding maps, articles, and paper information into my encaustic layers. I love how wax covers up; it both obscures and reveals and makes the viewer unsure, yet familiar, of what is there.
I layer wax and carve it, pour it, incise it, color it, torch it and texture it over these lost sources and build up and create my own navigational system. I re-chart daily and special treks from above views looking down and ground views looking up and re-imagine the shapes of the earth and the sky.
The ancient Greeks used wax to protect decorative images on the hulls of ships before embarking on journeys and navigating the seas by looking up at the stars.
Paper maps are my preferred way to understand where I am in relation to where I need to go and are becoming ever increasingly hard to locate. The stars and galaxies are an ancient method of navigation yet on any given night the milky way cannot be seen from this locale.
I also find myself navigating through a complicated web of information and trying to make sense of local, national, and world events and politics while my newspaper physically shrinks from its long standing duty.
I can no longer locate my yellow and white pages to guide me through my city and trust that it will open when I need it.
I have been embedding maps, articles, and paper information into my encaustic layers. I love how wax covers up; it both obscures and reveals and makes the viewer unsure, yet familiar, of what is there.
I layer wax and carve it, pour it, incise it, color it, torch it and texture it over these lost sources and build up and create my own navigational system. I re-chart daily and special treks from above views looking down and ground views looking up and re-imagine the shapes of the earth and the sky.
The ancient Greeks used wax to protect decorative images on the hulls of ships before embarking on journeys and navigating the seas by looking up at the stars.