I love broken anything! Shattered, decayed, I find a home inside the imperfect and destroyed. And with broken ice, it is so fleeting, there one moment, melted the next, capturing the moment like this is the only way to make it permanent.
Old things just like they have such a story to tell. This is why I can't get on with the digital age, I like to have a book or CD to physically hold, to get worn and have memories attached to. I don't understand my own generation.