Construction sites have a peculiar rhythm; with seemingly strict contours from afar, they turn out rather organic up-close. Passing them, you get to watch structure happen. Like temporary sculptures, transforming from day to day.
I started visiting the sites in 2011, after I found myself across the street from something I couldn’t ignore. Metal scaffolding bound the buildings in such a pleasing grid, covering them like scabs. And as I became more curious, I drew towards the fences until I stood on the other side of them. Requiring closer attention, it gradually became necessary to carry out the excursions into smaller hours.
Through the following years I kept a journal of the different scenes. This is what I saw.
A relatively rare condition of abnormal growth in plants that may randomly deform the tissue by elongaing the growing tip at right angles to the direction of growth.