This old barn sits shoulder to shoulder with a dry stonewall in the corner of a field in Teesdale. I’ve drawn the same building from different sides several times, each looks as spooky as the other. Hideaways for outlaws, bats and vermin, a mini world of spiders and insects live within the cavities and shadows. This barn watches your approach like an eye in the wall. No matter how far away, the black windows follow you like the eyes of a painting. There’s something very old at work here, better to be left alone.