Point a camera straight up between towers and architecture becomes geometry with a budget. Facades converge, glass quotes the sky back at itself, and a building you would walk past becomes a pattern you could stare at.
The photographs here are less about landmarks than about lines — the repeating windows, the seam where two eras of construction meet, the single balcony that breaks the grid and thereby proves it.
Structured wallpapers suit people who like order they did not have to create. The grid holds; your icons borrow its discipline; everyone looks more organised than they are.
