After years of shooting pictures I wanted more out of my photography. I needed it. I had reached a point where I was getting bored with the same editing processes. There were times after a shoot I would procrastinate if timing wasn’t critical or the shoot was something personal for me. I grew up with an uncle who painted pictures and murals professionally. For one reason or another I never became the bohemian painter I desired to be.
Then one day I saw a photograph painted with encaustics. It was mysterious. It had depth and texture. I was intrigued. So began my journey and quest to learn more about this process.