Self Reflection in Broken Pane
The back of the abandoned farm in south east Austin, Texas, had many windows of varying sizes. Rarely when you find a property as old as this do you still see many of the "live in" details. But, at this farm house every window still had some type of curtain, dressing, rod, etc.
This is my other strange obsession when out shooting architecture. I love windows, with window frames, from outside. Maybe it's from years of working as a graphic designer, but when I see windows it immediately starts drawing grids in my mind, I see compositional layouts that are so unique to me. I find it deeply inspiring. Mix that with the textures, colors, and materials of the window and it all equates to a strange delight for me.
I used to try and shoot these without ending up in the reflection but now I strive for that. The great thing about reflections is that you can see yourself in a different space, in a different way. I love that.
Even in this fragmented piece of broken glass and wood, I see a reflection of myself doing something I love. What a gift that is.
@lifebypixels
Self Reflection in Broken Pane
The back of the abandoned farm in south east Austin, Texas, had many windows of varying sizes. Rarely when you find a property as old as this do you still see many of the "live in" details. But, at this farm house every window still had some type of curtain, dressing, rod, etc.
This is my other strange obsession when out shooting architecture. I love windows, with window frames, from outside. Maybe it's from years of working as a graphic designer, but when I see windows it immediately starts drawing grids in my mind, I see compositional layouts that are so unique to me. I find it deeply inspiring. Mix that with the textures, colors, and materials of the window and it all equates to a strange delight for me.
I used to try and shoot these without ending up in the reflection but now I strive for that. The great thing about reflections is that you can see yourself in a different space, in a different way. I love that.
Even in this fragmented piece of broken glass and wood, I see a reflection of myself doing something I love. What a gift that is.
@lifebypixels