Finding Hope

This latest body of work is a reflection of a time in my life when I was going through a bitter divorce from my abusive husband and fighting a custody battle I did not see coming.

Looking back through my existence during this time I felt like my vision of the world was cloudy, thick with despair and the ground underneath me unstable.

It felt like what I imagine swimming through peanut butter would be like and I have come to think of these years as the peanut butter years. I have chosen an encaustic medium, to represent the lack of clarity and distorted perception I was experiencing at the time.

The work of finding Hope.

Have you ever found yourself on the floor crying out “circle the wagons, man down” and no one is there to hear your cries? Where do you look for Hope?

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