Prism | Wenatchee, WA | 2014
The vacant second floor offered quiet relief from the office’s downstairs hubbub. I liked to arrive just before sunrise. The day’s first rays entered through ceiling-high windows, bounced off panes of interior glass, and often ricocheted again from a couple of hanging mirrors. The effect was prismatic — the magic of light dividing into a rainbow spectrum. It was a good reminder, too, that sometimes there’s value in dividing the whole into its component parts. The day’s projects demanded that kind of elemental thinking — big tasks broken down into small.