I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree.
Indeed, unless the billboards fall,
I’ll never see a tree at all.
— Ogden Nash, Song of the Open Road, 1945
normal day driving back from work. on the emirates plane roundabout near parktowers, all billboards have tolet signs. funny. all of them together? the designer in me registered it but the human being in me, tired after a long day, fleetingly glanced up and went home to a relaxing cup of tea.
k calls. “all the billboards are gone”.
haan i noticed i exclaim, now resuscitated to my usual alive self. wonder what is happening? “it looks so amazing” he says. well, i answer, tomorrow there will be new ones. silence. “sweetie. they dont exist. as in the structures are gone.”
by now im jumping up and down hollering “what what??? what??”
houston, we finally have a skyline and man, she looks good.