Encaustic Comments (part 3)

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For the last couple of weeks I have mixed:

beeswax
damar resin
chalk pastels
India ink
graphite powder
carbon paper
encaustic pigments
silk fibres and yarn
rusty metal shards
torn cotton scrim
paper fragments

with heat from table top stove and blow torch
with assorted natural hair paint brushes
with various scraping, gouging and engraving devices
with manipulative hands

and a HUGE amount of wonder, excitement and fun

This is what I made...






















All original pieces are 15cm x 15cm

Comments

Anonymous said…
So very nice.............
15 March 2013 at 21:55
Maggie Ayres said…
Thank you so much Ewa-Christine. So good to get feedback.
15 March 2013 at 22:08
Anonymous said…
Each one of these reminds me of something different; some are like looking through water, some like looking deep into the body, some like winter days. I especially like the ones with the addition of warmer colours like lilac and dark turquoise.
16 March 2013 at 17:47
kriss said…
These images are so very beautiful and make me think of things ethereal that refuse to be grasped. Love them.
16 March 2013 at 18:48
Maggie Ayres said…
Thank you Lesley and Kriss for your comments. It is always fascinating to hear what my work conjures up in others minds and hearts.
17 March 2013 at 19:04
Mimi and Tilly said…
So beautiful. They remind me of Japanese porcelain, petals and leaves, ethereal wings and the fragility of beauty. I absolutely love all of them. I am in awe of your skill. Em :)
31 March 2013 at 10:55
Maggie Ayres said…
Thank you so much Em! This is such a beautiful medium to work in and very sympathetic to my style I think x
4 April 2013 at 15:08
Maggie Ayres said…
Thank you so much Em! This is such a beautiful medium to work in and very sympathetic to my style I think x
4 April 2013 at 15:08
Felicity said…
these are fabulous! they look organic (in the medical sense) to me - really beautiful and evocative.

just found you via workshop on the web - your work is just stunning
16 May 2013 at 13:40
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