Wedding Dress

This morning I finished the third of my Dance Me to the End of Love series. Another 60 x 30 inch piece. Several days ago I thought I was nearly done but then I brought the original dress out and saw that what I had done was just a big blob of white instead of having any of the true character of the dress. The beauty of wax is to keep adding and erasing layers and it only makes the piece better. I look forward to getting the first two works back from the photographer in order to see what is best. Now I am not sure where this leads me. Am I going to continue in the dress series or return to other subjects? Meanwhile, I am hoping two of these will be accepted into the Fitchburg Regional Show. I have never applied before and have no idea what they like. Most institutions are looking for originality these days. They seem to have moved away from representational work unless it is unusual in some way. The mice ate away the bottom of the dress while it was stored in the attic which is why it has the long tendrils. I found the dress so evocative . There was no way I could reproduce the extraordinary lace but I did place a couple of pieces of it in the wax.The black image transfers are of my own poppies taken during the past few years. I thought the color black instead of red added to the oldness of the piece. Wedding dresses are symbolic of beginnings. Black poppies symbolize the end. The dress is also symbolic of wishes and desires. The rest is up to interpretations by the viewer.