Sometimes there’s a question. I’ve stated working on two websites again and wonder what’s going on. Trajectories are painful and something is breaking up. I take a break and something that took five years will be very short. I've another front page and here there’s a second front page. I go back in time with talking house(s) and someone asks the same question. What’s going on?. Details matter less now but there’s still a question. It’s a question at the end of something and it refers to another moment. On one page, I refer to accessibility and what I have in mind begins with a short text, then a longer one etc. What’s left is out of sight eventually.
Christopher Sands, Ruth, still, 2010