M6 Services

M6 Services

Incognito. Ubiquitous, overlooked micro-settlements of junk food, rarely open casinos and sometimes oddly daring feats of architecture.

Boy am I glad to be back here, back on the road, back at the services, wandering a car park with a caffeinated beverage.

This is a passing place, a window into movement, migration, transition. Service stations witness the ecstasy of departure, and the reminiscences of return. I would disagree with those who hail these stations as soul less. For me, they hail the beginning of brand new episodes of discovery.