This old grain bin was going to house my vending machine, because when you are an artist living in a bank on the main drag of a town with no stores, there’s space to put a vending machine. Sadly, the machine got stolen, and this grain bin was a little too tall for town. I did get to make a cool piece of art based on a photo of it though! This is what the roof looks like when you’re lying on the floor. (The grain bin will likely become a bunk house on my friend’s farm.)