The first time you see the New York skyline, it feels like a memory—one you didn’t know you had.

Skyline traces the evolution of that silhouette across six generations, from the 1920s to the 2020s. Each form marks a moment when the city looked up and decided to go higher. This is more than architecture. It’s ambition cast in shadow. A hundred years of reaching, falling, and starting again.
 

The shapes shift, but the urge stays the same: to leave a mark. To matter. To be seen from a distance.
 

Skyline isn’t about what we built. It’s about what we carried forward. What we lost. What we remember when we look up.