I was ordered to sit in the remnants of what once was a beacon to Victorian gluttony and feel overcome with inspiration by the considered architecture. My mind wandered to the plight of the working class; I snarled, turned my back, closed my eyes and listened to the chatter of the birds instead.

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𝘛𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 is a collection of metal artworks transcribed from a graphic score  made listening to the birds in Jackwood Forest, Greenwich. The graphic score imagined the chatter bouncing off the architecture, untethered from the ideals and rules of "considered architecture."