When I paint a barn, it reminds me of my summer visits to Hartford, Arkansas, to see my grandmother and Aunt Bertha. Often times my two brothers and I would venture out in search of the best fishing hole. Along the way, we would pass these old barns, each with a different character and a different feeling. We would imagine all kinds of stories about those barns, as all kids do.
(All originals and prints are for sale. Please e-mail me at ragonsteele@yahoo.com or call 918-336-0772 for pricing. We do accept credit cards.)
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