A city park is an oasis in the middle of steel and concrete. The greenery and colors contrast to the monochromatic shades of the city.
How odd it would be if the tables were turned. The park was where you retreated from the saturation of life, a place for the eyes to rest and regroup. It would be the physical representation of what we go there for now. We allow our minds to relax and restore, before returning to the stress and confusion of everything the city has waiting.
