

Against a sun-warm ochre field, the city assembles itself from luminous blocks of violet, cyan, and saffron, as though architecture were a language of memory rather than masonry. The clustered lower forms read as a grounded community, while the scattered house-shapes above drift like thoughts—weightless dwellings that suggest longing, migration, or the private interior life of a place. Crisp outlines hold the exuberant color in gentle tension, turning the skyline into a playful but poignant meditation on how belonging can be both built and imagined.







