Have you ever noticed that in professional architecture photos, the only people that ever seem to appear are almost always blurry? You know: like this, or this, or this. It’s a weird phenomenon, one that I’ve never truly understood. And then I saw these photos of a contemporary cottage set deep in the forest outside of Eastern Township, Quebec, and I started to get it.
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Because, I mean, look at this place, right? It’s gorgeous. The clean, stark lines? That slatted black exterior? [*Italian Chef Kiss*] But then, you get to the next photo, and…
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…who the hell is THAT guy? Why is he just standing there? Oh, okay. I guess it’s the architect, Jean Verville. He’s probably there to inspect his creation, or what have you. Checks out.
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So let’s just try to ignore that rather odd interruption and continue talking about what’s really important here: the architecture. The main level opens up to a covered terrace that sits beneath…
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…DUDE! Seriously? What is your deal man? That’s just plain creepy. Here we are, trying to talk seriously about this beautiful home you’ve designed, and all you can do is…
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Wow, real mature. Could you at least look at us when we’re talking to you?
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That’s… um… that’s better, I guess. Look, I’m sorry you guys, I really wanted to discuss this place in more detail, but Jean over here keeps getting in the way. I really, really wish he’d just been blurred out. I’ll never question your judgment again, architecture photographers. Sigh. Here are a few more Jean-free photos of the place for you to enjoy. See you next week.
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