When does a place become something no one remembers? Today we stumble upon a decaying ramshackle cottage on the side of a hill. Was it once filled with laughter, and the prattle of tiny voices? Why was it abandoned? Why is it forgotten? Why was it left to decay? Where are the canons and noise of yesterday?
Artist Rick Snyder creates our beloved cabin, now just a ruin.
This hand signed, numbered print is delivered in a 16 inches by 12 inch frame and matted to size. It includes a certificate of authenticity.
