This was one of my first encaustics, started at North Lake College during one of the several art classes I attended taught by Roberto Mungia (on a panel something like 18 wide by 36 high). This is also one of the few works I've ever only worked a handful of times.
Once to lay down and arrange the paint. It'd been a real hard day's night and the heat was high. So it made all sense to create this work only using my hands to move the hot wax.
The second session I only left out in a summer sun long enough to melt just right.
Third time I worked it was a flash fire with gasoline. Quick & hot to set the surface but not enough for the wax to run.
Carried it around a long time, coast to coast & some. Had to polish it every once again, place it in warm elements when the surface scratched. Left it in Miami.
i have no art
like dada kissed an existentialist and fell in love with light in time as the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be