Photography today straddles the line between recording and rendering. As people consistently fall victim to photo editing capabilities of the twenty-first century, so too does the physical world. Architecture cannot fend for itself. Yet those who should stand for its rights are consistently the source of its distortion. The space between our walls should be just as intimate as the space between our fingers. Even so, we feel no remorse when we cover its flaws. As designers, it is easy to lose track of the distinction between production and documentation. Yet this space defines the separation between truth and deception. The life of a building is starved of its personality and its face is covered in makeup. It is staged for a shoot. Still this is not enough. Perfection can only be obtained on a screen.