There is a building that looks like a humongous boat. A structural domestic feat in the heart of Melbourne with many living inside. It is stationary, it is grand yet it looks as if it’ll move at any moment. When it was first built one wondered when and where it would end; the metal sheets and steel beams kept extending. I can imagine there being a maze inside, a tumultuous experience of getting lost and getting found. Made only of colours only of grey and black, it stands so much taller than all the other buildings around it that it is so out of place yet so in place due to its gravity.