“Barns”: New Series of Paintings by JOU

JOU, Barn and Sky 2, 16 x 12″, Oil on masonite, 2011

In the high desert last month, I became intrigued, again, by barns. And so I’ve embarked on a new set of paintings, culminating (at least I hope it’s a culmination) in a couple of larger, more ambitious studio pieces.

JOU, Barn and Sky 1, 12 x 16″, oil on masonite, 2011

Once I have gotten into the swing of a particular painting or set of paintings, the work becomes more manual than mental, and so I can let my mind wander. I remember many many barns in my life — what I think of as “real” barns, wooden structures with high roofs, set into hillsides so the hay can be dumped in the high-end and then pitched to the animals below, who can go in and out of the barnyard at the lower level.

That’s the classic, semi-subsistence farming model, of course, and has little to do with the mechanized farming of today. The old barns of my youth had hay lofts, where the hay smelled wonderful and scratched and itched when you used it like a trampoline. I remember being one of the “hay stompers,” kids who rode the hay wagons into the fields and jumped up and down to compact the hay as it was loaded by men with pitchforks.

I also remember The Barn, in our little hamlet along the Susquehanna, where a family lived alongside its animals, and various anti-social activities took place. I was terrified of the dogs (and the farmer) who lived there, but I had to walk by The Barn every day to get to the school bus. My favorite first grade boyfriend sometimes walked me by the dogs, so my emotions about barns got seriously confused.

JOU, Buckhorn Ranch Barn, 12 x 16″, oil on masonite, 2011

Another house we lived in that same village had a lot of old barn-like structures. One of them was used as a garage for the Model-T Ford that my brother rescued and got running. I remember when that barn burned — seeing the flames from the kitchen window of the house,  across the truck garden from the barn. Another structure on that property was a favorite of ours because we could climb up on the roof, half of which faced away from the house. We were forbidden to climb on that roof — “crazy dangerous,” my mother said — and so we did so as often as we could.

Jer and I lived in a house in Kansas with a carriage house at the alley in back. It was a kind of miniaturized barn, sinking into the gumbo at the backside (but since pulled upright at the cost of many dollars, I’m sure). I toyed with the idea of turning the hayloft into a working space but never got around to it.

And of course, there was the Red Barn in Nevada, where I spent 12 weeks painting and admiring the span of the Amargosa Desert out the doors. But it was built of concrete block, and most contemporary working barns, even at old ranches, are now metal pre-fab structures. I understand why they are appropriate to contemporary farming and ranching, more efficient and easier to maintain and less prone to becoming snake-havens, but they aren’t as handsome nor nostalgia-inducing as the wooden structures of my youth.

So these thoughts and memories went into the small and then larger paintings: the two larger ones below are semi-representational, done after the studies above, but expanding on them, an expansion due in part to my rummaging around my mind for barns I have known.

JOU, Barn Memories (Draft 2), about 30 x 40″, oil on canvas, 2011

JOU, Barn from the interior, about 12 x 24″, oil on masonite, 2011

I am writing this on Tuesday and have a crit group meeting tonight. So I’ll get to rework or work another set of paintings, pulling in the comments made by the group where I find them useful. It should be interesting. I also have new insights, just in setting up this post, but they’ll have to wait for another day. –June

This entry was posted in Portland. Bookmark the permalink.

8 Responses to “Barns”: New Series of Paintings by JOU

  1. juneu says:

    I’m also surprised to discover that WordPress now thinks I’m “juneu”. I would much rather they had decided on JOU. I’ll have to find that menu option. It will only take me an hour or so….


    • Sheila says:

      Yes, I was wondering about that. Somehow, it was really bugging me thinking of you phonetically as Juno as in Dano which is always how I pronounced it in my head. JOU has also confused me a bit though. I keep thinking “JOY”…who is that? Perhaps you can tell I never studied French… vbg


      • june says:

        “JOU” is (are?) my initials, and I often sign my paintings that way. It’s also a little in-joke; Picasso in his collages often used the Paris Journal and one of them has a partial head in it “JOU.”

        I probably should use that detail as my website head


  2. juneu says:

    Thank you, Sheila, good to hear your voice. I’m working up to a final fling at the barns, both in paint and, perhaps, in text. Or maybe two texts (posts, I mean). Anyway, the sage continues, in my mind, at least.


  3. Sheila says:

    I’ve gotta say, June, that top one really appeals. And even before you explained those last two over on the other blog, I recognized the Benton influence. Such a cool way to do it since I think a lot of people’s experience with barns includes that looking from within through the porousness of the outer shell.


  4. Pingback: Benton, Pollock, and, um, Underwood « June O. Underwood

  5. juneu says:

    Thanks, Carla. I’m looking forward to more play with the theme and more visits to rural areas to paint. Just as long as I can stay outside the fences — cows aren’t my favorite pets:-)


  6. Carla says:

    I think I am going to love this series. Barns are a favorite of mine.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s