Humans in the environment - Kendra

For my first photo of Humans interacting with the environment I wanted to use this photo of Zoe sitting on a tree!

A direct photo of a human and the environment. A positive interaction of a human connecting with nature. Not harming the tree in any way but connecting with the tree. I wanted to show happiness in this photo. Zoe is very happy to be sitting on the tree and she's laughing. I bet if the tree could smile it also would be. I think it's nice to look at beautiful nature like trees but it's also important we get even close and go touch them and look at the tiny moss that grows on it. Connecting with nature by climbing trees and touching moss and tree hugging brings so much joy to not only us but the trees and the environment.


My second photo is more of an indirect photo of humans interacting with the environment. Although Zoe is also in this one I am more focused on the graffiti. I think graffiti is a beautiful art, but I also think there can be a time and place for it. I like this because it isn’t interfering with the environment at all or did it take away from the environment at all. But at the same time I also think it would be really cool if there wasn’t that graffiti there.






 

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