The main entrance the Scottsdale Public Library is always a joy to photograph. It is essentially a huge stairwell that rises around an open atrium. A huge golden quill pen hangs within the stairwell from an overhanging roof. In the afternoon, the sun creates stunning shadows that I use to geometrically organize my image into a zigzagging frame of illuminated stone, containing at least seven complete or partial glowing triangles. The tiny head of a library patron adds a touch of scale incongruity to the scene. This person, caught within a design that rotates around the stem of the golden quill, appears incongruously dwarfed in size by the institution that unfolds around him.