A few weeks ago, I drove to Indianapolis with Maxi (https://www.maximogonzalez.info/?lang=en) and Ivan (www.lonegaretodo.blogspot.com). I wanted to see 100 Acres (www.imamuseum.org/100acres) in completion & Maxi (who will be in a group show there) and Ivan were meeting w/ the curator. On the way down, we stopped at Twin Rocker and bought some lovely sheets of handmade paper. Armed with my beloved FLip, I made a few stops and captured more farm buildings for my collection. When my friend, the poet Miriam Sagan, wrote yesterday asking if I want to send her a few images so that she can respond to them (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com/), it was an opportunity to finally make the stills. More importantly, I was completely fascinated (and touched) for the opportunity to see what she sees in them.
The image above is of a corn field directly across from an abandoned house that I flew by, then turned around for...smitten, Maxi and I wandered the property taking pictures. Ivan stayed in the car with David and studied the map.
In the backyard, overhead on a fence post, sits a weathered birdhouse. A refuge floating beneath the clouds.
The green electrical wiring had been pulled into the house through holes drilled into the wooden house that have been covered over with faux brick tar paper. Reminded me of that pre-school craft where you pull colorful yarn through holes punched on cards printed with line drawings of flowers or animals.
My undying love for agricultural architecture: