by Tricia Knoll
Sometimes a family splits along cleavage lines like mica, pearlescent mineral wafers in a garage-sale science collection. Clear enough as a single layer, denser in aggregate. Peeled apart? A tattered book of breaches. Or the Frank Lloyd Wright house hanging over a waterfall, parallel planes that complement each other but never touch. For the luckiest, open frameworks expose a scaffolding that lets in light.