My childhood home was situated at the top of a hill, part of the property of a private school in a Boston suburb. The spot was the highest elevation in town, and the road we lived on was aptly named Highland Street. Halfway down the hill to the west of our house was a huge barn, used at the time as a gymnasium for the school’s students, but originally built as a horse barn, when the property was a private estate. I came across this spot somewhere in Vermont, and it reminded me of the view of the old horse barn from the bottom of the hill. “Highlands” 40 x 30 o/c
There’s an old house on Route 28 in Harwich that has long been abandoned. Many pass it every day without notice. It probably should be razed for safety reasons. I’ve painted it several times. Beneath the vines, overgrowth, and it’s overall decayed condition, the architecture is classic. The landscape around it is decades of growth, obscuring what was likely once a flat, wide open vista, which could potentially have could included a view of the ocean. “Distant Sea” 48 x 24 o/c.
