There are many like run down junkyard towns off the 99, below Fresno and above Bakersfield. I'm not 100% if this was in Fowler, but I like the town name and it was close to there. This barn like place was empty except for some junky office equipment and the feel of the immanent wrecking ball in the hot dank air...
As I was driving around these little towns I would often see a house smashed apart with a trailer dragged up on the property in the midst of the rack and ruin. Meth labs go BOOM!
I was listening to the Black Keys cranked up as I toured these backwaters, somehow sublime in combination. If you like Cream mixed with Credence and old blues, check out Rubber Factory. Saw them live, they were as good as any of the best groups I've seen.
12x16 oil on linen board on top of a beltsanded old painting.