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Kari Cummings

My mother grew up in Nebraska, on a private boarding academy farm with her family. My grandfather was the dairy boss. The school closed many years ago and this old auditorium was one of the last buildings standing when we last visited. The windows were all broken and piled up desks were covered with years of dust and weather. This particular day was cold and rainy which made it feel even more lonely and mournful.

Collections: Architecture, Home page

Type: Fine Art Print


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