1959

A lone wooden church rises above a sea of yellow canola, its steeple cutting into the weight of a quiet prairie sky. The field hums with golden light, soft and wild, while the building stands as a marker of history—weathered, resolute, and full of untold prayers. This painting captures a moment suspended in time, where faith, memory, and landscape meet in silent harmony. 1959 is not just the year the doors closed for good—it’s a feeling, a trace of something sacred left behind.

12“ by 9“ Acrylic on 1.5” gallery wrapped canvas

This painting has been framed with a 100% recycled Canadian made floating frame

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