City life

One day I noticed a certain strangeness behind me: I was walking down the street and I looked at what was around me in a completely different way. Hmm, what an interesting plaster, hmm, what an interesting combination of colors, wow, what a laconic and bright manifestation, but if translated into minimalism, this is a finished painting! The architecture and space around me began to be perceived in a completely different way! My eye so accurately began to "pick out" these same FRAMEs, which already turn into pictures in the eye. And I understand that another person will pass by and, perhaps, nothing will hook him. These are the very streets that we walk on, the walls that the eye does not pay attention to, but this is something that craves at least a drop of our attention. The most ordinary street, 2 walls, a pipe, a column from which music usually plays and ... the Tree of Happiness. They just seem so simple, but thats what they attract and inspire me.