From looking at my feet while I walked on Southern France beaches as a kid to find coins in the sand, I’ve gone full circle and now seem to look up around me most of the time. It might be because I’m taller now and the ground has moved away from me. Or it might just be because I have been up there and there I’ll always long to return. In any case, looking up in Vancouver reveals a mesmerizing array of architectural fantasies and contrasts. Glass dominates the environment and lines are stretched in the vertical dimension. Here are a few photos taken just before fall fell on us...