For me the art of encaustic is the scent of memories and dreams, sweet and eternal.

I paint with beeswax mixed with pigments, fuse each layer with fire (blowtorch), even paint sometimes with the destroying hungry flame.

I love the physical impact of the blowtorch, the evolving mountains and valleys, possibilities, lost designs in the mixing and melting beeswax. The inner voice - fire is literally the tool.

The use of the razorblade is thoughtful, thorough, controlled. Scratching away the layers, to get to the truth of a feeling, to reveal, to find the history of a painting is my greatest joy.

Encaustic is known as one of the most difficult mediums to work with. It is constant loss and restauration. It opens routes of seeing you would have never guessed.

The beauty of an encaustic paintings lies in its luminosity, transparent layers let you see through the surface- and you bounce back with light and awe.



-of an illiterate poet.