There is a kind of success that is indistinguishable from panic.
Have you ever found yourself making paintings in which the color is just not right?I'm not too used to that -- my teachers were calling me a colorist as soon as I started using color over 25 years ago, and I've had many, many compliments on my use of color... I usually feel pretty comfortable with color. Exploring color is part of what I do. Or what I think I do.
The process of painting in encaustic entails heating up the paint - which is a combination of refined beeswax, resin and pigment - until the paint mixture melts, then quickly brushing the strokes of paint onto a surface before the wax hardens -- which takes no time at all.* Usually, I can get only 1-3 strokes onto my surface before the wax solidifies. So, it's dip and stroke, dip and stroke, over and over and over until you've covered a portion of the surface, at least.
It's been 3 years since I left art school. I've been painting and drawing nightly for awhile -- it's amazing how I'm starting to really 'get' some of the things I heard in art school, but somehow didn't make it all the way through from my ears and eyes to my brain to my hands and brushes. It was such an immersive and exciting experience to be in art school in Chicago...