Wax. Fire. Reverence

Original encaustic panels built from beeswax, damar resin, and shellac burns. Tactile, elemental work made in close attention to the natural world.

At the core, love is the everything.

Everything I make comes back to this: love as the organizing principle. Love of the natural world. Love of what persists. Love of what gets left behind and what that reveals about a life.

The medium follows the logic: beeswax, heat, pigment, shellac burns, scraped back to find what's real underneath. Build, burn, reveal, repeat.

My days move between first words and last ones. Nature has always been my way of understanding both. That lives in the work.

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The Process

Beeswax. Damar Resin. Fire.

Encaustic is one of the oldest painting mediums on record — pigment suspended in wax from bees and sap from trees, fused with heat. Here's the short version of how a panel comes together.

  • 01 Layer

    Beeswax mixed with damar resin are heated, pigmented, and brushed in translucent layers — each one fused with a torch before the next.

  • 02 Burn

    Fuse the wax layers. Shellac is brushed on and ignited. The flame leaves organic, unrepeatable patterns.

  • 03 Reveal

    Alcohol inks, pan pastels, and oil sticks go in. Then I scrape back — uncovering what's been buried. That's usually where the piece becomes itself.

It started with a tree.

My earliest memory, maybe three or four years old, is pressing my lips to tree bark to know what it felt like. That impulse to know things through sensation, to understand through feeling, never left. It just changed form. For years the artist worked quietly underneath, surfacing here and there, gathering, accumulating.

The natural world has always been present for me and what first taught me what it meant to pay attention. What I call reverence isn't a philosophy. It's what happens when you get close enough to something to feel it has a life of its own. The studio is where I matabolize all of it.

Now I'm in a phase of life that allows the quiet. The searching. The feeling.

Encaustic is where I landed: a medium that works in layers, heat, and sensations. Building, burning, scraping back to find what's real underneath.

This work is an evolution in progress.