KINDA ORANGE

Orange arrives before you even realise you are looking at a staircase.

Steps, edges, planes. Architecture turns into geometry, and colour takes care of the rest.

Something built simply to lead upwards suddenly slips into abstraction.

A staircase that, for a moment, forgets it is one.

KINDA ORANGE is not about a place.

It is about the moment function turns into form.

Fast. Graphic. Slightly off.

Exactly right.