encaustic over drawing

Woke up sprouting thoughts related to the burden that responsibility can be. The weight of heavy thoughts can be debilitating. Speaking in metaphors, the language of art and dreams, I imagine a pressure valve on that thinking cap to twist and release puffs of misty steam where branches shoot skyward and leaves lazily unfold.

working on postcards for the Alexi Era Gallery save the bees show. Sneak peak:

The collaged image is on composition pulp.

I am so enjoying encaustic, but need more tools to push things further. Hunting the thrift stores!