I have a friend who looks at my photography and says he doesn’t particularly like any signs of man that show up in them.
I have met other photographers who feel the same way.
Me, well I embrace whatever is there before my eyes.
My favorite Top of the World Park is full to the brim with signs of man.
In real life this ‘park’ is part of my local high school. It has a baseball field, tennis courts, a track and football field, a soccer & lacrosse field and last but not least, a softball field. Even though much of the trappings are hidden in the dark silhouettes of the predawn, you can still see the chain link fences of all heights, the various nets and cages and equipment sheds right up there against the beautiful sunrises, sunsets or cloud-filled skies.
Does it ever bother me? Other than trying to frame my photos so that these signs of man are not dominant, I just take them in stride.
Beauty is a gift that does not require perfection.
I got up a little late and was thinking of skipping the sunrise this morning. As usual, the many clouds in the morning sky out my kitchen window alerted me to a potentially spectacular sunrise. As I skipped up the steps to Top of the World, one of the regular walkers was coming down and he commented: