February 25, San Juan Bautista – Alan took us here. I had no idea where we were going. I actually like it better that way – no expectations. He just pulled off the freeway and there it was, the perfect barn. We stayed here painting all afternoon because the light just kept getting better and better. I finally decided to paint it with the light of the sun just before it set, as the cows were drifting home to their own barn. This one has clearly been abandoned for a long while. Acrylic on wood panel.