Maybe it’s because I was influenced by grids in 1960’s and 70’s American painting and sculpture, or maybe it’s my family’s predilection for order and predictability, but fences attract me. I like the idea of superimposing a little man-made order on nature. BUT…
…me being me, fences are most interesting when they’re breached or interrupted, or when they’re met with disorderly conditions and do un-fency things.
A faded length of construction safety fence has fallen on the ground:
Chain link fence casts shadows on a construction tarp and weeds join in the shadow dance:
A mangled wire fence lies in the woods, its grid criss-crossing shadows of nearby trees:
On a ferry, a fence blows in the wind behind glass set with a wire grid: