The coral, pink in the light and orange where it turns facade of an observatory fills the frame and runs off all four edges, the camera slightly below so the courses converge upward. Folded panels in a zigzag, every other fold in shade, every unit identical and each one carrying its own shade in a deeper version of the facade colour. Every pane of glass reflects one flat burning sunset sky, the lower courses holding the buildings opposite as warped bands of the same hot colour. Fine joints read as lines across the grid. Low sun across the facade. The planting is heavier than the building, growing over the roof and down the face. Photographed on film, coarse grain across every surface including the flat sky. Bureaucratic and beautiful by accident, a repeat nobody meant as a spectacle.