I had never paid attention to benches until one day in the Hama-Rikyu garden in Tokyo when the light fell on a row of empty benches. I first noticed the linearity of the arraignment, then noticed that they were empty. Since then I see them both as individual items and as parts of the landscape, and every so often they find themselves in focus.
Some are rustic and spectacularly located,
Some more modern,
Some more traditional,
And some are even put to use!
To that end, here’s a celebration of the (usually) humble bench; built to uncomplainingly sit out in the weather and handle whatever load happens to fall upon it.