Brick Art Architecture

It just came to me, like any good muse would, or should.

I needed the therapy of doing something different, my mind full of the days activities, where everything I've done has either gone into or come out of a computer. This weird life. Now nearly normal.

So there were the bricks, just scattered around the garden. Debris really.

I started to build. It was instinctive. Balancing the weights of the bricks on each other. A little game between myself and the forces of gravity. The forces guiding me by trial and error.

And then, look... a little success.