We passed through the city of Bakersfield on the way back from Death Valley. It was a Sunday morning, and the streets were deserted. Yet these chimneys were belching smoke into a semi-overcast sky. Exposing on the bright sky, I abstracted the smokestacks and the surrounding structures and supports, creating a silhouetted geometric pattern of shapes that symbolize industry. I positioned the flow of smoke so that it flows into the one patch of sky that remains blue.