I speak about how detail and space affects the worlds I photograph. So too am I affected by ones daily surrounding me. Gridlock is such a series. About being a Californian. About being in a car. About traffic. I am photographing from my driver's window, mainly with my viewfinder-less Leica D-Lux3, now D-Lux5. Stopped. Crawling. Trapped. Riding on the clutch as I stay in 1st should the flow move on. Immobile in a place of presumed mobility. Hoping to catch that elusive abstraction even while those behind me glower and gently nudge my car along. Whether LA freeways or the A8/A10 from Nice to Genoa, traffic feels like home.