Whenever I view this photo, I’m amazed that I can capture such tranquil moments with my camera. The trees surrounding the brick house becomes illuminated by the light shining above the window. I’d enjoy living here in this solitude environment, only traveling down the hill whenever I choose to encounter city life.
I was driving down Shattuck avenue during a cloudy afternoon. I glanced to my right a colorful pair of steps grabbed my attention. After stopping the car, parking, grabbing my camera and jogging across the street I observed the sighting more closely. It was ingenious actually—only people looking upward saw the chalk graffiti art, not the individuals strolling down the stairs.
There exist very few steps and hills I enjoy traversing in San Francisco. This spot is one of those exceptions! Staring at it, from bottom to top, causes you to marvel the ingenuity behind the beautifully designed stairway. How the artists were able to coordinate such a magnificent grand piece of architecture boggles my mind. I can research it I suppose, but the imagination provides more amusement anyway.