I like buildings.
Part of it must be my obsession with The Fountainhead, part of it the unrealised dream of being an architect. It is actually the other way round – I wanted to be an architect way before I read the book. Mostly, I just like buildings. Even the ugly ones; the typical concrete boxes that people love to hate. I don’t even know if they had a genre – other than being called the “ugly buildings of the 70s.”
People, if at all, hardly ever look at the base of a building – the foundation. Especially if it is a tall building – the eyes automatically sweep up to the pinnacle. The point at the top of the building that gets it the merit of being the tallest, etc. In a few instances, you even put one foot back to support the back that is arching as your eyes traverse the height of a building.
How many tourists ever take photographs of the visible foundation of a building vs. how many keep stepping further and further away to fit the height of the building in the small viewfinder?
The viewfinder is the real culprit, really. Even the widest of a wide-angle lens can’t capture the structure without distorting the perspective.