Saturday, September 24th, 2016
About a mile up the road, at the top of Walnut Hill, one of the old Amherst farms remains mostly as it has over the past 100 or so years, though worn and weathered with time. The old structure is not maintained by it’s current owners, and every time I walk by I see some small sign of deterioration…a new broken window pane, a little less paint, a slightly more tilted door. There is something comforting in seeing this inanimate object age, as we all do, but to see it still standing, carrying on.
I’ve painted this particular barn quite a few times, each time differently, but each time with the purpose of revisiting this subject (and theme) to cast it in a different light, and in a way to give it new life.