Barns on the landscape – whether dairy, tobacco, horse – and regardless of their state of repair – hold a fascination outside of the space/time continuum. They are pleasing structures to the eye, easily recognizable, but so ever-present in much of the country that they are skimmed over because they are so ubiquitous.
Barnstorming seemed the appropriate title for this series of acrylic painted, pieced together ink-jet photographs; apropos since my random shooting of barns was a hit or miss affair– see it, take it, move on – rather like the early airplane acrobats that barnstormed around the countryside. My choices were always aesthetic, not scientific or historical. The barns were shot in 12 states and vary in size from the smallest at 8 x8 in. to the largest at 15 x 24 in., and all are unique.