I wanted to break away from doing my usual tightly rendored photorealistic miniature art, so I chose to work with pastels in a loose energetic fashion on the largest piece of paper I had on hand.

I often bike by this barn and am always drawn to stuctures that are falling into ruin. Imparticular, I like the combination of colors. The barn opening behind the door has been cemented shut, so the view from the window is quite restricted. I took the artistic liberty to change a few things since I wasn't trying produce a faithful rendoring. I didn't like that the barn door was crooked, so I changed that. I also prefer the vines to be living, as they were earlier this summer.