A short flight from Vietnam to Hong Kong to renew his visa in 1994 turned into almost a decade of work for Peter Steinhauer.
When he exited the airport, he was captivated by a building caged in bamboo and draped in yellow fabric, masked by haze and fog. Beneath a canopy of clouds, it glowed against the monochromatic skyline.
It reminded him of Christo and Jeanne Claude, artists known for swathing everything from the Bundestag to Central Park. But in a taxi he spotted another building, this time green, then another in beige, before realizing that these spectacles were ordinary sights in Hong Kong, where for months the sheaths encased buildings being built or demolished.
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