Shifting gears here this morning to buildings–or more specifically, façades. Often one side of a structure has more to say than two. This is most apparent in the openness of deserts (or similar places).
I have a tendency to take ’em straight on. Sometimes it fails; other times it doesn’t. The approach can suggest a bit of a caricature, especially if a wider field of view is chosen. On other occasions, the music is sad.
Windsong is in New Mexico. I like the porch, because of its corrugated tin roof.
For better or worse, here’s an earlier attempt to wrestle my straight-on tendencies to the ground: