Ideality?

This is ideal.

It is ideal. It is without imperfection. Timeless, implacable.

Behold.

This place is in the San Gabriel Valley where I live. It looks pretty much like this, you’d recognize it. I saturated the color and took out all the shadows and wires. Oh, and I did the bush. And the floating buckets on the right. But other than that it looks like this.

I love the way the door droops down on the right. It makes the whole thing just a little cockeyed. Something wonderfully off putting about it. Another in my slightly annoying art series? I think so.