Davis, CA: And then it was gone forever. Anybody who has lived in Davis will probably know this familiar sight, an old barn, in a great state of disrepair, standing lonely in a field just off the northern edge of Covell Boulevard. For years we drove by it, and ever since my son was old enough to talk he was telling me I need to sketch that barn, have you sketched that barn, you gotta sketch that barn. It's near where I live, it's iconic, and yet I, well, never found the time. Always some complaint about it being too sunny, not enough shade, not really on my way anywhere, all the usual excuses. Then one overcast Sunday morning in March I decided to cycle the five minutes from my house in north Davis and sit opposite for forty-five minutes out of of my day with a sketchbook. It isn't much to ask. It's a sad building, but heroic in its own way. Sure, it's falling apart and looks in no fit state for any real use, but it has that thing you cannot buy, character. Amid all the development, this barn waved a fist at the sky and said yeah, take one step closer and I'm gonna, well, you get idea. There's a brand new housing development being built next door, the Cannery, and this part of Davis is about to get a whole lot busier. Four months on from drawing this, we drove by today, and there was no barn. It was gone, forever. Well, said my son, it's a good job you sketched it. Just in time. He's not wrong. Goodbye, old barn.
by Pete Scully