Home is full of soul. Home is visceral...you feel "home" in your gut. In order to establish a commitment to any artwork, I must feel an emotional connection. After all, an artist spends countless hours, as well as blood, sweat and tears, bringing the work to a grand finale. I am not one who can just plop myself in front of a scene and work away. It has been known to happen, but it is rare. This barn scene, done after a huge snow storm, is a scene less than a mile from my home, and one that I pass every time I go anywhere at all. It is not pristine. I did remove the road from in front of the scene, but the dirty snow is there. It is real. It is viewed from the shopping plaza across the street. I kept the "sparkling whites" toward the rooftop of the barn....it seems an ascension to me. Just as I felt it in my gut.