My journey began in Portland, Oregon, where I caught what was supposed to be a non-stop flight to Norfolk, Virginia, with a "short" stop at Midway in Chicago, Illinois. After an uneventful (but full to the brim flight), I watched with interest as we landed in Chicago at sunset, with the Great Lakes in the distance, I yearned for an opportunity to take a casual trip some day where i could stop and explore every nook and cranny of the country as I crossed.
As we stood up to stretch after landing, the flight attendant suddenly announced we would be changing planes after all and would need to deboard and hurry to our new gate...but "not to worry", the gate was right next door... Always remember, when you are in a strange part of the country to have you distances defined. Because right next door was a full terminal away and we ran to catch our new flight...but not before I stopped to visit with the Blues Brothers, lounging on a bench along the way.
My first class of the day was an encaustic class. I was blessed with a classful of talented women that were there to have a good time while learnng a new skill. We hurried to create collages we could cover with wax and add a multitude of surface decoration. The time flew while we waxed, foiled, stamped, carved and embedded objects in the wax. After lunch, we covered the wax with shellac and burned off the alcohol with a lighter leaving amazing designs in the underlying wax. Everyone left with amazing art!!
The following day I'm off to teach watercolor to a talented group of women full of laughter and stories to tell. After basic instruction, in how to work in this challenging medium and add a bit of pizzaz with special effects, look what these women created!!