Joy

I carry a camera with me everywhere I go, except the shower. I so often see things beautiful, amazing, or amusing that being able to collect these images brings me great joy. This way I keep making art while selling cars.

Mostly I take pictures of Porsche 911s, for my book. (911s are one of my many obsessions, but that's for another post). But one of the great things about having a camera ever-present is that I sometimes am there when something unusual happens. The other day, it was really raining. If you were anywhere in California, you know what I mean. A storm parked itself over most of the state and dumped Biblical amounts of water. That quantity of anything is transforming. I awoke to steam clouding all of my bedroom windows. Remarking to myself, "Hey, there's steam on the windows", I readied and ventured off to work in the wild wind and pelting rain. I have a car, so don't think hat getting to work was an act of heroism.

It was a slowish start to the day, what with not-exactly-everyone else wanting to brave the elements to go look at cars. I had a bit of time to get caught up on a few things, and then wandering across the showroom floor, looking out the windows at the rain, I saw someone doing something amazing.

Across the street from our dealership are a couple of restaurants with apartments on top. And in one of those upstairs windows was a little person who reminded me what steam on windows is for.

Thank you, little person.