If we had to reverse the title we would probably be discussing how architects have become political and cultural punch-bags in a discourse about the "death of architecture". Attard, ironically an architect by profession, threw in the towel and abandoned his practice a long time ago (a moment of clairvoyance, perhaps) in order to pursue a more enlightening and rewarding career as a contemporary artist. His interest is now turned, and focuses on these particular abodes dotted all over the islands of Malta and Gozo, especially the coastal fringes. Made out of discarded and found materials, their diminutive spaces conceal latent death. The photographs show no signs of life which is why the photographer could come at close quarters and document these illegal shelters. These quiescent structures will soon come 'alive' spewing clouds of lead into the sky to arrest life. Is it because birds have wings and can fly wherever they want? Perhaps its because they have the kind of mobility many people envy.