Since 1877, the iconic London Brick has been used in the building of almost a quarter of England’s housing stock. Unsurprisingly therefore from the Thames’ Southbank or Holborn’s viaduct we are guided along by brick walls.
And I just found this poem by Charles Peek, the title of which sums up what I aim for in these duologues
Unlike objects, two stories can occupy the same space
Twosome for Tuesday: diptych in an almost seamless duologue of consensual interaction
PoetryPix 
Not to ignore. I don’t. But my attitude toward brick is a function of where I live.
ah but these walls are taking us along or between
My poor reference to geography. As tornado’s love mobile homes, so do earthquakes love bricks. Some at the cost of lives right where I have and still do live. Like you wouldn’t lay out your picnic next to a hungry bear. It’s sort of built into me now.
ahh yes not earthquake proof but better than the wood, paper, wattle and daub constructions that the conflagration of London took hold of in 1666
Yes, that quote is perfect! (And true) (k)
thank you K – happy to have happened upon that poem!
I really like the intersection of light and line in this image
nicely observed John – it’s a big part of the illusion