#MessyMomMonday Art is good for the soul…
I got to make a wonderful waxy mess in my first encaustic class. I loved the process of building up the wax in layers and scraping it away. It drips everywhere. It’s hot. It smells like candles.
Creating. Destroying. Who we are, what we *think* we are, what we *need* our roles and relationships to be in order to be whole.
Discovering the wholeness was already there. Colorful. Rich. Deep. Layered in complexity, and yet oh-so-simple.
Wax on. Wax off.
Spread it while it’s hot.
When it’s cool, take away what is extraneous.
You.
Revealed.
