The Glass Was Dirty. The View Was Not.
I was at a photography exhibition with a friend when this frame found me. It was inside an old building, behind a window that had clearly survived more cleaning plans than actual cleaning. The glass was cloudy, marked and full of soft circles, but red leaves through a window had gathered around its edges like they knew exactly how much of the view to leave visible.
A Little Beauty Around the Edges
That is what stayed with me. The window did not offer a clean landscape or a perfect view. It offered a dark, quiet surface and a few bright interruptions. The leaves became the beautiful part almost by accident, while the dirt kept the centre of the frame from explaining itself too much.
I like photographs that do not wait for ideal conditions. Sometimes the best frame is already there, hidden behind a smudged pane, an old wall or a place nobody thought to tidy before the camera arrived. The imperfections do not always get in the way. Sometimes they are what give the image its character.
Looking at red leaves through a window, I remember how easily beauty can appear in the margins. It does not have to fill the whole view. A little colour at the edge can be enough to make an ordinary, forgotten surface worth stopping for.
I took this photograph in 2015. 😊
Have you ever noticed something beautiful only because the surrounding view was imperfect?
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