Description
As a kid, I remember these abandoned silos as the lone landmark along a straight, wind-swept stretch of highway leading from my hometown to the big city of Helena. In those days there was nothing out there but the occasional antelope who never seemed to get closer than a mile or two. In the half century since then, numerous housing developments have sprung up. For my painting, I used a reference photo of the silos that my dad took in the late 70’s. The Pronghorn antelope were based on a photo I took 20 years later on Warren Air Force Base in Cheyenne, Wyoming.
