How can a building touch the outer edges like that. Imposed over a beautiful park as miraculous as the sky, one bleeding into the other. All working in an odd unison. Blades of grass, shifting streams of water, structures and motifs with as many angles.

No wonder families, the young and old embrace this space. A quiet calm descends on you when you enter and life seems to flow. The constant serenity within its bounds is effortless.


What captures this is the insane product of detail and the ease of it. Every nook and crannyis vital. The positive and negative working with each other in ways that at times, defy definition.


And at times you don't even need to look. Your peripheral is energised by the waves of forms. Angular structures that were created as though shards had droppped into the ocean, to allow you a wander through the calm.

Justin Batchelor