Oil on linen 11x14
Painted from a photo taken on the way home from SLO. Painted it the next day while it was still fresh in my mind.
Right down the road was a Mexican church that looked like a meth lab blew up behind it and a sliver of a trailer park next door that had so many high/ paranoid looking banger types giving me hard looks, my balls chipped back leaving a divot so this time around I skipped taking photos there. Here's a poem about it.
The Meth house blew up the church today,
It rained down bibles and bones,
A sad bloody day for Jesus in May,
Howls of frustration from old junkie Jones.
This church used to be a tiny old store,
The neighbors complain it's now an eyesore,
The mayor of Nipomo has fervently vowed,
By God he will see this church plowed!
I was in a hurry and wanted to take photo's inside, if I was just PA painting early in the moring, not problem. Some times folks don't like strangers with a camera and I didn't have time to make friends....
This little run down area will be gone any day now.