The best moment of peace in 2009 happened to me recently. I was laying in bed, going over the day. It was quiet. The house was still. And I knew. I just knew that encaustic was my medium.

It wasn’t like I was looking for a medium. I have worked with pencils, charcoal, watercolor and acrylic for years and I do have a love for each of them. But, I realized that sometime over this past year encaustic has filled my soul.

My painting brushes are now covered in wax. I own three pancake griddles and have sacrificed two perfectly good crock pots to the wax. I spend hours mixing colors, creating glazes and finding comfort in the smell of beeswax and my toasty tools.

The alchemy of it all thrills me to the core. The warmth of the wax and it’s ethereal luminosity enchant me. And, I love how the medium has a temperament that matches the weather outside my studio.

It was a quick moment. A quiet moment. It brought me deep peace and comfort. A sort of grounding that I was home.