I found my way to encaustic painting while visiting art galleries in Charleston, South Carolina. This old city full of history led me to discover the revitalization of an art form that reaches as far back as the 5th century B.C. The earthy and exquisitely ethereal qualities of beeswax and pigments spoke to me. I was drawn to the movement of color, the sensuality of texture and the enigmatic depths of the materials allowing me to look into as well as look at a painting. As serendipitous life tends to be, I returned home to find the advertisement for an up and coming International Encaustic Conference in a mailing I had received from Castle Hill Arts in Truro, Massachusetts. The rest as they say is history.