An old store, a barn, trees planted 100 years ago, and a house back near the woods. This was to be an important town on the trade route over the Bitteroot Mountains, but time and roads bypassed it and now its an odd collection of buildings shinning in the setting sun at the foot of Flatiron Ridge, near Beaver creek. I tried to leave open space to make the busy space more important. who knows, did it work? Acrylic latex on illustration board (photographed in the setting sun) 22" x 28"
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