I kicked against the pricks on this one — I don’t like broken! I like whole, beautiful, pristine, functioning. All that good stuff.
But as I went through the photos, it was borne in upon me how often I have in fact photographed things broken — incomplete — in need of repair. Or even broken and NOT in need of repair. For instance, ancient statues like this one:
Or mere shards that were pottery or busts or who knows what:
Then there’s this image. You might call it “breaking the code”:
And then this obvious one, certainly not beautiful, but hopeful, at any rate: