Burden Woods in April

Deep in the Burden Woods. (How can one not be captivated by the pure, abstract form here, the insistent fractals, the sweetness of the gently shifting colors….

Two things that have me captivated lately… the subtly sublime colors and bare detail of the New York woods coming out of winter, and encaustic paint… these things are coming together in this new collection, Burden Woods in April. I’ve been wandering up the Wyantskill, hiking through the woods around Burden Pond, almost every day, because I cannot get enough of them. I have been soaking in the colors and spindly shapes, taking photographs and gathering little bits of it all, meditating on the history and significance of this place. Then I go home to translate the feelings and colors and light into impressions on wood and wax. I am addicted to the feel of these colors, melting across my consciousness and into wax. So, as I feed this new addiction, here are the first few pieces. Burden Woods in April. (Click on images to see gallery.)

 

 

Mad love to Daniel, for being my hiking buddy yesterday, even though he wanted to sleep in. You’re some mighty fine company, Mon frere. Grin… Here is a portrait of the artist at work… and there is no better way to “work” than this.

Wandering along the Wyantskill on a Sunday morning just after the thaw. That guy in the background… I’m pretty sweet on him. Just sayin.

 

 

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