Original 11 x 14 Oil Painting
Signed Certificate of Authenticity
Hand framed in reclaimed wood
Ready to hang
Painted June 2019
This barn used to catch my eye every time I drove past it. It sat near the Kickapoo River, bright red against all that green, angled almost perfectly toward the highway like somebody had positioned it there specifically to annoy painters until they finally painted it.
It was a commanding building with an unusual shape, topped with a cupola and surrounded by silos, trees and rolling Wisconsin hills. The barn has since been torn down, which makes me glad I got around to painting it while it was still standing.
The sky is very much from my early period: big, restless and slightly dizzying. Short blue, turquoise, cream and green brushstrokes sweep across most of the canvas, while the trees twist around the barn in the same kind of movement. Against all of that, the red building sits heavily in the middle and refuses to disappear into the landscape.
I wasn't trying to document every board and window. What interested me was the shape of the place, the red against the green, and the way the whole scene seemed to move whenever I passed it.
Want a print instead? You can find prints of this piece here: The Barn by the Kickapoo River.
Original 11 x 14 Oil Painting
Signed Certificate of Authenticity
Hand framed in reclaimed wood
Ready to hang
Painted June 2019
This barn used to catch my eye every time I drove past it. It sat near the Kickapoo River, bright red against all that green, angled almost perfectly toward the highway like somebody had positioned it there specifically to annoy painters until they finally painted it.
It was a commanding building with an unusual shape, topped with a cupola and surrounded by silos, trees and rolling Wisconsin hills. The barn has since been torn down, which makes me glad I got around to painting it while it was still standing.
The sky is very much from my early period: big, restless and slightly dizzying. Short blue, turquoise, cream and green brushstrokes sweep across most of the canvas, while the trees twist around the barn in the same kind of movement. Against all of that, the red building sits heavily in the middle and refuses to disappear into the landscape.
I wasn't trying to document every board and window. What interested me was the shape of the place, the red against the green, and the way the whole scene seemed to move whenever I passed it.
Want a print instead? You can find prints of this piece here: The Barn by the Kickapoo River.