::WHEREIN I EMBRACE COMPLEXITY AND/OR BLOG THE GNARL::

On my way back to work from lunch today, I veered onto the southbound Central Expressway ramp from Lovers Lane (which, if you've yet to drive down it since it reopened, is so pretty), and a building caught my eye. Situated at the southeast quadrant of Central and Lovers, it's made of mauve-ish marble and glass.

The marble part serves as the main body, but the corners are sliced out of it, so that instead of meeting at each point like a V, the marble takes the convex point and makes it concave, like a W. (Just how to describe this occupied my thoughts from about Mockingbird Lane all the way back to work, and I just now thought of drawing with letters, whee!)

Occupying the indent at each corner was an outcropping of glass -- a smaller, convex (as it were) corner. Everything hit at right angles.

Consequently, when I first saw the building, the reflection of the marble on the glass created the illusion that the building was all marble.

As I turned, this illusion unfolded before me, creating a delicious rush of coginitive dissonance. It quickly dis- and resolved into reality, and I had the greatest flood of awe...

It felt like Friday.