fragile series: how truth moves
encaustic/collage on wood, 28"x38"
An old brass plumb bob of my Dad's was the inspiration for this piece, and a phrase overheard... the shape of the pendulum was carved into the wax as it moved, finding it's own 'true' vertical. The definition of true is there, partially buried in the wax, as well as the word FRAGILE. This series touched on the fragility of life, and the inherent beauty in that fragility.