"from kanopolis to kanorado" 36"x36" acrylic on canvas

$800.00

I spawned this one on the dreaded and much-maligned drive through Western Kansas, en route to Denver. Kara and I were going to see The National at Fiddler's Green, and I saw plenty of beauty through the barren wasteland. In the interest of brevity, I decided to try to squeeze it all into one piece. Trains and fields and an endless patch of road. Acoustic and electric windmills. Limestone castles built to last forever by a people that were not, and towers of grain standing fast against rust and ruin, as long as the trains keep to task.

I spawned this one on the dreaded and much-maligned drive through Western Kansas, en route to Denver. Kara and I were going to see The National at Fiddler's Green, and I saw plenty of beauty through the barren wasteland. In the interest of brevity, I decided to try to squeeze it all into one piece. Trains and fields and an endless patch of road. Acoustic and electric windmills. Limestone castles built to last forever by a people that were not, and towers of grain standing fast against rust and ruin, as long as the trains keep to task.