It’s the wildest doomed building you’ve ever seen. Blue, painted tree branches sprout from the hallway walls, which are a riot of color and forms. A forest of whittled limbs crowds the room behind the sliding glass of an abandoned reception desk. The basin of a drinking fountain, thick with paint, is filled with charcoal briquettes. Bark, moss, broken glass, a car hood – the flora and detritus of the Spokane River are being transformed into art, along with paint, charcoal and the more ordinary materials of creation.