Maybe I'm just getting older, but Halloween used to feel more... magical, didn't it? Something used to be in the air and I used to get more excited about it, but now? I enjoy the season, I do. But it comes and goes. I miss when it meant something bigger to me. "Our Old Haunts" is a reminiscent painting made with archival ink and locally roasted espresso, meant to capture what it used to feel like.