Thursday, September 11, 2014

Fair Trade Coffee House/ Lovely Rust Find

 
The Oil and Cold Wax pieces are up at the Fair Trade Coffee House in Madison, Wisconsin from Sept.-Nov. If you are in the area have a look and enjoy the great coffee.
Now that the Fair Trade Show is up I am working on the next....St Paul Art Crawl in Oct. I am thinking to frame the rust print paintings that I've done over this last year. I spend the morning going through them and picking out what I like best. Now to figure out how to frame them hmmmm.


On our way to Madison to put up the show we stopped at a little town in Wisconsin  called Hixton and found the best rusty bits!!! This mudding tool had the most wonderful marks on it and such beautiful color of rust.
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Saturday, August 9, 2014

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Sunday



Mixing it up, a break from the rust work, a little oil&cold wax on canvas paper.



Tuesday, July 8, 2014

On The Attic Floor








I love the wood on my attic floor, a good background for some work I think are finished. 

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

On My Desk

Still working on  collage I seem to have caught the collage bug. I am actually working on collage, rust printing, oil and wax, textile rusting and encaustic. I just move from one station to the next as it moves me...if you were watching you may think I was schizophrenic. Let's hope some good things come out of it:)




Saturday, June 28, 2014

Natural Stains


I was eating some beetroot the other day and couldn't resisting using the juices as paint. I painted on rice paper which is marvelous fun with beetroot juice and walnut ink then collaged it on a rust print. I apologize for the poor photo...my camera is on it's last legs, time for a new one.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

More Ladies

Two Ladies and a Baby
 I did some rust prints with tea and beetroot stains while back. To my surprise  they all had figures in them. Ladies to be exact. I posted the first two last time and after posting them I saw with the aid of the photograph  a baby on one of the ladies backs, tied on with a blanket as they  do in Africa.

My last lady is from my African memories. This is a older lady dreaming of her younger years.
Dreaming of Younger Years