The last of Frank Gehry’s IAC shots. These play on sunlight and reflection, a glimmer of another world beyond.

The penultimate shots of Frank Gehry’s IAC. Playing on thin lines and opaque surfaces, bouncing off clouds.

Swim away in the reflection, in the world of other. Fall through into the bottomless clouds, bottomless thoughts, imaginations.

Structure melts and dissolves in a serrated reflection.

Extracting elegance from forced complexity. These shots break down the Gehry building into the thinnest of elements. The glass monolith feels fractured, delicate, yours.

We scale the walls, hard, cold, dim in the dusk. Impenetrable they stand. How do we go forward? How do we move up? How is this even possible? Against all probability we will break to the other side, to our reflection.