What I did on my summer vacation

I can’t recall whether I loved or hated the classic Back to School essay, but these days I am more than happy to show and tell.

The new Moon Myth patches made before our departure to the Outer Banks of North Carolina were stitched together …

 

accompanied by the warm sun and gentle surf sounds of our rental house deck. Likewise, Deb Lacativa’s dyed threads took in the beach air …

 

And if I didn’t get a whole lot done, there were no regrets for time well-spent with our loved ones …

 

Likewise, our return to Texas was eased by my attendance at a Wax & Words workshop conducted by Lyn Belisle
(whose SHARDS blog can be found amongst the Kindred Spirits in the sidebar)
It was definitely out of my comfort zone, this venture into mixed media, but Lyn made it safe and I ended up with several pages of “stuff” …

 

from which this piece emerged …

 

though I’m still not sure how best to orient it …
or …

 

or …

Any thoughts?

– Just be(e)ing: Exploring the Art.Science.Gallery in East Austin

Another gray day … hot and humid … no rain the the forecast, but raining nonetheless.

More sadness in the papers, more tragedy born of flood.
And in the midst of it all, we found art. More specifically Art.Science.Gallery … on the east side of Austin, it turned out to be one of many galleries and studios in The Canopy, to which we will surely return.
The Buzz Stops Here was in its last week. Having read that the exhibit was focused on encaustic and bees, I figured it would be worth a look. I figured rightly.
Most of the pieces took full advantage of the soft golden hues of beeswax and honey. Two in particular made me reach for my camera (after ascertaining that photography was permitted, of course). 
from which hexagonal cells of waxen kozo paper …

fell to the floor like so many dead bees …

with finely wrought dimensionality …
Note the fine golden thread in the center of the flower
and detail …
All more artfully photographed and described in this online catalog, but there’s something about trying to capture images for oneself that helps recall the quietude of moments spent just looking, appreciating the gift of be(e)ing …