This is another of my encaustics.
When I finished smearing with the iron, I thought the little shape towards the bottom looked like a house. On a prairie. On a Kansas prairie, to be precise. Do you see where this is heading?
Yeah, those horrible looking winds are about to lift that little house off the prairie and send it flying to Oz, where it will land on Elphaba’s sister, and musicals will be made to tell the tale. We’re off to see the Wizard! (Oh, did you think I was going to talk about the Ingalls? No, not until they make a musical of that story.)