Snow may be flying tomorrow so this may be a last opportunity for a heartbreak house not covered in the white stuff. Exploring this old timer was a little bit of a scare, as someone may have been here recently (I hope teenagers going somewhere to make-out but even writing that sounds naive). I think it was once a workers’ bunkie for the farm hands that come into South Western Ontario during harvest season from the southern US. They would work the fields, bring in the crops and often live in little outbuildings on the land. I love outbuildings, and one day may have a country property with some bunkies and dorms (you are all invited). And take a look at this, I hadn’t realized how close in subject matter and execution this little oil painting below was to my photo. Found at a thrift shop and for very little coin, this signed number (which seems old-ish by the condition of the stretched canvas) will be a nice addition to my every growing art wall.
December 9th, 2011