An empty house

From the series, the colors of my city. An empty house.

I often pass by new buildings, trying to imagine how this house will be inhabited. How this house is going to come alive. It's like the anthill, will be filled with people. How will there appear a retail outlets, cafes, lights at night and elevators going up and down. But for now, it's all in the project. It's dusty and empty inside. Only builders do their job. Floor by floor, the house is growing. I can imagine what this house will look like on advertising brochures. And like it advertising itself. Then the lights go out, the noise of the city subsides, sleep envelops the streets, and under my feet a flyer with a new house.