This is the third in a short series of interiors from some of the buildings I have discovered in the last year and a half. Going inside an abandoned or empty building is a whole other emotional experience to wandering the outside. It is like being let in on a secret. It is as if time slows down after the last occupant has left and everything waits for a return that never comes. The perfection of imagination is possible and the story of a room or hallway reveals itself on canvas.
I never know what will strike me. Quite often, I won’t know even after my first viewing of photographs from an expedition. Some of the most intriguing are places left open to the elements. These are the ones in which the sounds of all seasons are ever present, as are the ghosts of the lives that lived in them.
This particular house in Muskoka is currently under renovation and this was the last room, at the time I visited, still in its original state.
There are a few changes to this painting from the original photograph. I decided to leave out the wallpaper pattern. The strength of the colour on it seemed too distracting. It is a decision I am not entirely comfortable with because of the issue of authenticity. I think that leaving it out improves the composition. (Thanks for your feedback everyone – it is greatly appreciated!)