this is the space outside of the elevator banks. that sweet sweet purgatory between the real world, and the work world.
what can we do to resolve those two realities, and find them friends more than tangential references to each other?
it’s a wonder that people aren’t lounging & eating weird snacks at work, and filing papers & organizing inventory at home…
but maybe they are, and therein lies the answers.
until monday, cool elevator doors. we’ll see what you got in store.