I’m in the middle of an update. Waiting for supplies to be delivered is always frustrating because (daddy, I want it now!) I want to complete these tasks right now. Immediately!
I wasn’t satisfied with the presentation of my bungalow series of paintings. I decided to switch out the frames. This created the domino effect of needing to purchase new hardboards for a yet undetermined series that will go into the “old frames”.
I received four of the new frames so far and at first I heard – what are you DOING????? from that contradictory voice inside my head that spews negativity (no doubt). But upon execution of this task, I am very pleased with the decision. The bungalows look incredible in their new digs!
In addition, I purchased frames for the horseshoe paintings. The 9″ x 12″ horseshoe paintings are now framed and residing on the floor of my living room. The 11″ x 14″ frames will arrive sometime next week or so. Needless to say, the artwork will be pricier now than when customers purchased them during their residency at Syracuse Yoga.
I also removed the backing chalkboards from the remaining horse and cow paintings. I created them in 2012 – they are among my first encaustic paintings. I’m waiting for 12″ x 12″ cradled hardboards to arrive (sometime today?). Then I will add the hardware to the back and mount the paintings. Not sure if I will tweak them as well. I don’t think they really need changes, but it seems that my ever evolving artistic standards may overrule that temporary plan.
I sold several of the horse paintings – I remember most of those sales. However, I do not know why I only have ten cow paintings. I did gift one to a student once because he was a dairy farmer. So, what the heck happened to the other one???? Who bought the purple cow?
The changes to these paintings were inspired by storage – clanking those boards around had damage potential. They were impossible to store properly and impossible to transport safely. It was only that – I still love the way I mounted them prior to this change. I am very grateful to those who purchased them in their original capacity.
Revisiting paintings is like rereading an old journal. It is a visual record of progress. Of the (over used word) journey, dare I say it.
If I end up having a huge retrospective one day, I think that these encaustic paintings will reveal a sort of fantasy realm, as though I am reliving another life with another voice. A message from the other voice (in this case a love language of positivity), which is how I described a series of oil & collage paintings I made in the late ’90s. It will be a full circle moment and for that brief time, everything about this situation will make sense.
