Safranbolu is an entire Ottoman market town that survived. Its houses are hımış: a heavy stone ground floor, then a timber cage filled with adobe and finished in lime whitewash, never cement. Upper storeys jetty out over the street on cumba bays, so the town reads as near-white panels cut into dark oiled framing.

This system takes that construction literally. Plaster is the ground and timber is the figure; every card is a panel with members on all four edges. Saffron red and dried-saffron gold — the crop the town is named for — appear only where the builders would have spent them: a badge, an active state, a small ornament.