The large barns of late-19th-Century New England farms are enduringly comforting images to me, having grown up playing in a ramshackle set of them in New Hampshire. This particular one is in pretty stunning shape, out on a spit of land in a salt marsh in Essex, Massachusetts, where I painted for a week in 2019. This is painted from life, and is a fine example of what I try to do by implying detail, rather than spelling everything out.