Masked Faces in Stone

The more I look at this picture, the more faces I see. I can't decide if this confined space, the heart of light, is more bizarre than the open desert. The name "Antelope Canyon" loses all of the mystery and allure of the place and gives no image in return. I could move one foot in any direction and this picture would disappear and another would take its place. There is no other place, except the slot canyons where this is possible. If I were on a mountain top I would only have a wider view, not a more interesting one.