This old barn is part of a farm complex that is falling down. Visually fascinating, but somewhat sad. I am slowing down a bit, because I am doubling up, that is, I am also doing small oils, but don't have anything to post yet. Soon.
Well, I thought it would make sense. You will have to forgive me, but I love this farm, its smells and sounds, its typical messiness, its just plain beauty, which I hope I have hinted at.
The pastel is on black colourfix paper. I'm not sure I want to use it again in this way. It might be better next time with a wash first. The location depicted is where a stream enters the river. I have done this site before, but this time I can stand where usually there is rushing water.
The Delaware River has been low lately, though tonight it's raining. When it's low, I can walk out into it on the exposed rock bottoms, especially early in the morning.
The old river has been calling for the last several days. In the morning my side is in deep shade, while the other side is lit up from the rising sun. I'll get back to the old building again.
The first time I saw this building I remember thinking that it must have a fascinating history, just in terms of its still being around. It's overly neglected today and thus even more attractive visually.
This is a portion of an old building in Bennington, Vermont that looks like a Piranesi. It's a complicated image that I tried to simplify for the anticipated pastel painting.