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Cloud Scrapers
Two towers frame a window of vivid sky, their facades bending light and clouds into mirrored mosaics. On the right, sleek glass panels double the drifting forms above, while the building to the left adds rhythm with its sharp, repeating windows. The perspective from below creates a sense of weightlessness, as if the city itself were dissolving upward into the atmosphere. A study of reflection, geometry, and fleeting weather, this image captures the dialogue between permanence and passing time.
Cloud Scrapers
Two towers frame a window of vivid sky, their facades bending light and clouds into mirrored mosaics. On the right, sleek glass panels double the drifting forms above, while the building to the left adds rhythm with its sharp, repeating windows. The perspective from below creates a sense of weightlessness, as if the city itself were dissolving upward into the atmosphere. A study of reflection, geometry, and fleeting weather, this image captures the dialogue between permanence and passing time.