Brutalism

“Sht, man. This city is like, holy or something.”

Monolithic obsidian towers pierce the smog-choked heavens like the teeth of some ancient mechanical god, their impossible geometries defying both physics and sanity. Art Deco sensibilities collide violently with alien architecture, creating a retrofuturistic cathedral-city that'd make both Fritz Lang and H.R. Giger weep into their sketchbooks. Listen, if this doesn't immediately make you want to overthrow a dystopian megacorp while wearing a really tight leather jacket, I don't know what will.

© Sean August Horvath