Where the Bricks End

I still don't quite understand why this wall attracts my eye every time I drive past this church on my way home. I do like minimalist frames, and perhaps there is something intrinsically interesting about transitions. Maybe it's because I like to imagine all sorts of graffiti on the white stucco. For whatever reason, I am constantly captivated by what isn't there. Where the bricks end, endless possibilities abound...