This encaustic painting calls upon one of my cherished soft palettes, holding two subjects that have long felt like companions—the still lake and the slender birch. From my studio window overlooking East Lake, I watch the world soften as winter drifts nearer. The piece is a quiet reverence for that tender moment before snowfall, when the light hushes and everything seems to breathe in.
This encaustic painting calls upon one of my cherished soft palettes, holding two subjects that have long felt like companions—the still lake and the slender birch. From my studio window overlooking East Lake, I watch the world soften as winter drifts nearer. The piece is a quiet reverence for that tender moment before snowfall, when the light hushes and everything seems to breathe in.
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