I am fascinated by the decaying barns that are a common sight throughout the countryside and are an integral part of any farm. I find myself drawn to these dilapidated buildings when I drive around the rural highways of the Midwest, taking in the surrounding crops and farming machinery. This observation has made me wonder several things, like why so many barns in America are in disrepair. What does this say about middle-class rural America and American farming, and why are these barns allowed to fall into disrepair? What do the barns themselves represent, both literally and figuratively? 

I'm curious why these barns, formerly indispensable to farming and emblematic of rural America, are progressively vanishing. I consider the more important societal and cultural changes that have led to their downfall through my artwork. My goal is to portray the beauty that arises from their deterioration. A sad reminder of time passing, the interplay of light and shadow on worn timber and the textures created by peeling paint and corroded metal generate a sense of nostalgia. Is the worst enemy of barns, like people, undoubtedly purposelessness?