The Farm

This is another of those serendipitous encaustic paintings.  I was just playing around, smearing and smacking and dragging and wiggling the wax-laden iron all over the paper… and this is what came about.

I see an atypical farmhouse beyond the ridge; it looks vaguely Japanese in style.  In the foreground, there’s a just-picked radish or turnip or something.  What does it mean that everything has taken on a green tint?  Is there a tornado heading towards that little farmhouse?  Should the veggie picker be concerned?

Shouldn’t you be telling me you want to buy this for your favorite coworker for Christmas?

The Farm

The Farm © Kelly Naylor 2007