The translation problem was the sky itself: Uttarayan is a festival that lives overhead, the air thick with kites, so the layout had to give the upper field entirely to flight. A scatter-village arrangement filled the top with flat-coloured diamond kites and their folk strings, a hot-air balloon drifting among them, while rooftop and terrace flyers reach up from below — the festival reading from the geometry of sky and rooftop. The kites became clean folk diamonds rather than photographed nylon, so the sky stays in the wall's vocabulary. Uttarayan, on Makar Sankranti, is one of Gujarat's great shared days, so it belongs beside the deity riders. The tractor, bus, carousel, cricket and the little pond of swans and fish below keep the festival grounded in the village having its biggest day out.