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An abandoned farmhouse, shrouded by trees and isolated in a cornfield, was my first glimpse of pure beauty. Those rooms were more alive than any inhabited space I ever experienced. 

There were nearly palpable memories of heartbreak, joy and everything in between.  

Every one of these rooms took my breath away. I paint them so that you might be able to feel even just a little bit of what I did. 

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