Nobody Lives Here Any More

Nobody Lives Here Any More

Oil on canvas, 12x48
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I remember this farm, from when we lived in Maine and from visits to the area since. It's near the Center Lovell Inn, on a high stretch of Route 5 that looks out over the White Mountains. This farm has the view, the fields, the barn, the stone walls, everything that makes a Maine farm.

And yet, nobody lives there.

At least that's what one man said, who stopped to talk while I painted.

Sometimes these encounters are charming and fun. Sometimes they are not. This man scared me a little, with his haphazard and repetitive sentences that started nowhere and ended nowhere else. I was glad I was on a major road, and shortly after he left, promising to come back, I packed up and left, too.

That unsettling encounter aside, the farm is serene and gorgeous and simple, and beckoning, and I feel I got a lot of those feelings into this painting.

What do you think?