People often seem to be drawn to the decayed, distressed or dilapidated. Is it that we live in a blurred present of perpetual change that urges: Shiny! New! Spotless! Buy! Forget! Perhaps history and passing time reassert themselves in the complex textures left on objects, whether by natural processes or our fellow humans? A bench, like a face, that has seen a bit of life and hasn’t yet had a makeover.
