I went to get an oil change and tire rotation yesterday, so I had some time to kill. Took my Leica M262 along and went for a stroll down the road. It’s an industrial area, and the building you see in these photos manufactures plastic beads - apparently used to make trash bags, or so the guy I met out there once told me.

Some days you hit something good, and other days feel kinda meh. This outing felt more on the “meh” side, but I still find the tones and mood in these shots pleasing in their own way.

Photography has always been an ongoing practice for me - a kind of meditation. A proof-of-work ethic, just showing up even when nothing immediately jumps out at you. What I’ve noticed is, if I just start shooting, even if it feels like “nothing,” the rhythm eventually kicks in. Like I’m inviting the absurdity or mystery of the world to step forward. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn’t. That’s part of it. You either make do with what’s present or shift your perspective.

That’s what I love about photography - the aimless wandering, the permission to just look without expectation.

Anyway, here’s what came out of that 30-minute walk. A few different angles and moods. Let me know which one stands out to you.

The last one with the car is an added bonus. That was from the vintage car shop next door, heh.