10″ x 10″
This piece is about the precarious future of agriculture and what it is like to live in a world where more and more McMansions and residential development occupy prime farmland. It is like a slow tide of change to watch farm land slipping away, leaving remote and less than prime real estate for agricultural purposes. It is ironic that much of the farm-to-table movement is supported by those that live in communities build on old farmland. The small farmer nurturing heirloom tomatoes must surely see the dichotomy. In much the same way I feel a need to express the sad message and yet see the beauty of old barns and fences that dot our roadsides.