the swinger

yeah, i carry my fucking camera on the way to take out the trash if the next place i'm going is my car. but ... i am more happy knowing i can record what i see when i see it.

whilst driving from beverly hills to the studio in hollywood ... i passed by swingers. it'd been raining that day. hard. like biblically hard. okay ... i'm from l.a. i know i don't shit about weather but it rained forever.

i was beginning to consider prozac if i didn't see the fucking sun.

the skys opened up. and gave me some light.

there was this old man just chilling outside a popular restaurant with the-after-two-a.m.-i-just-need-something -to-soak-up-the-alcohol-hipster-set of los angeles. there was no one there at this time. in the afternoon.

i just wonder what was going thru this old guy's mind.

leica mp. 35mm/1.4 summilux at f/8 and 1/500th. ilford delta 400 (normal)