PROJECT 2

This building doesn’t speak — it imposes.

Photographed at a moment when the sky turned to gradient silence, the mass of concrete feels immovable, timeless, and almost confrontational.

There’s an elegance in its severity. A repetition of rhythm in the vertical slits, broken only by the heavy horizontals that seem to hold the whole thing together.

It’s not about beauty. It’s about presence — and presence doesn’t ask for permission.

I framed the shot to emphasize its isolation — how it stands detached from the city, yet entirely part of it.

This is what draws me to brutalism: its quiet confidence, its refusal to please, and the way it turns space into sculpture.