The great organ in St Mark's Cathedral.

One of my favorite places in Seattle. In some ways St Mark's looks like an abandoned warehouse, stuff dribbling down the walls, steel frame, grubby windows. The existing building is just the transept (the bit in the middle where the north, south, east and west parts of the building meet). The building was never finished, there is this sense of huge scale about the place, as though the spirit of the rest of the building, the part that isn't there, just goes on forever. I sometimes fantasize that if I had the money, I'd give it to St Mark's so they could finish the building. It would be a mistake; it could never be bigger than it is now.