I am much more inclined to recognize beauty in older, multi-layered places than new, shimmering places. I'm not sure if this is something innate to the new or there is just more to find in the old. It could also be a personal limitation.

But on a recent trip to Philadelphia I was very much attracted to a couple of recent  surfaces.

   

 Both of these come from the metal frame around a self-consciously post-modern Walnut Street retail store.