The churning chaos of destruction eerily hangs dormant in a messy display of twisted and knotted yet oddly repetitive patterns and colours. Random uniformity amidst the beaten, jumbled disaster of a building no longer required. Life moving ever forward cleaningly destroys its former shells of habitation to make way for tomorrows unwanted building and so the cycle continuously spins.
Light shines in on the inner carcass for the first time, filtering its way through the tangles debris barely yet stubbornly standing despite the mighty efforts of the mechanical claw ripping out its heart. The rigid supports cling desperately to the lost battle in a hopeless defiance of inevitability.