acrylic on canvas
I saw this red house standing alone in green field under a bright blue sky while on my way to Wildwood Preserve. It's hard to forget so vivid a picture, so the next bright sunny day I drove over the Harvey Taylor Bridge into Harrisburg and retraced my route till I found the house again. I took several pictures of it and of other homes in the area. There were row houses in the vicinity and I assume that the red house was once a part of a row of homes. You can see that the one side looks like it had been sliced. As it is now, the red house stands alone, looking tall and proud.