20/January/2021

Lines

by: Ethan Harris Woodfin




Within groupings of urban structures and buildings I have noticed a theme of the “straight edge”, of which they are embodied by. Of course all structures, urban or classical have lines and edges of some sort, but modern structures tend to embody the straight edge a building tool instead of an addition to a structure’s overall aesthetic value. I cannot claim to hold reason behind this trend, however it could be something to do with the increasing pace of lifestyle in urbanised areas; therefore the aspect of function and working value overpowers that of an aesthetic focused principal. 




“Modern structures tend to embody the straight edge a building tool
instead of an addition to a structure’s overall aesthetic value”


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About the photographer: 
Ethan Harris Woodfin is a 23 year old videographer from London, with a background in film production and photography. He can be found on Instagram under @_ethanahte






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