There’s a children’s book called Elemenopeo by Harriet Ziefert that I absolutely love. In it, a cat cannot go outside to play because his little cat door is closed for repairs, so he does the next best thing – he decides to paint. He gets out his supplies, puts on his smock and begins to paint his dreams.

I always say – I am that cat, blue smock and all. And on this past Wednesday and Thursday I was in full Elemenopeo mode because the DOT tore up my road, repaved it and repainted the lines during what was supposed to be a giant rain storm.

I was trapped inside. Not really, that is truly overdramatic. Just an excuse albeit the right set of circumstances to light the fire of painting my dreams too. I worked non-stop for two full days to complete them. I mean, I’d already started them with preliminary wax placed on the hardboards and chalkboard paint done as well, so it takes more than two days (it takes a lifetime – everyone knows that, which is why completing them is sooooo satisfying).

I dream of love. The dream of unconditional love. Hearts dominate my art imagery and this time it was two more dozen of these 4″ x 4″ encaustic paintings mounted on 6″ x 6″ chalkboard and placed individually on these darling little Arts & Crafts style stands.

Now I have four dozen completed and ready to sell minus the two I have already sold. I am in love (with them). <3