My encaustic workshop at the Washington Glass School
October 21, 2009
Seems like I've been bouncing around like a cricket on a hot sidewalk the last couple of weeks. (How's that for down home talk? Somebody's home, anyway - sure as hell not mine. But I digress) I will tell all in due course, but let's start with the encaustic workshop I taught last weekend at the Washington Glass School.
This is the first time I'd taught at the Glass School, a truly fab resource we are sooo lucky to have in town, but it will surely not be the last. My students were fearless, which is quite unusual and totally wonderful and they threw themselves into painting with hot wax with reckless abandon. We went through pounds of the stuff with minimal injury and everyone made at least three pieces. Here we are during the post-workshop crit.
Seems like I've been bouncing around like a cricket on a hot sidewalk the last couple of weeks. (How's that for down home talk? Somebody's home, anyway - sure as hell not mine. But I digress) I will tell all in due course, but let's start with the encaustic workshop I taught last weekend at the Washington Glass School. 
This is the first time I'd taught at the Glass School, a truly fab resource we are sooo lucky to have in town, but it will surely not be the last. My students were fearless, which is quite unusual and totally wonderful and they threw themselves into painting with hot wax with reckless abandon. We went through pounds of the stuff with minimal injury and everyone made at least three pieces. Here we are during the post-workshop crit.