Md Rakibul Hasan

Space is the slowest material there is. It takes the shape of how we live in it, long after the drawing is done.

A machine that senses begins to have a point of view, and the room it sits in is never quite the same again.

The tool stops being a hand and becomes a method: matter answering a rule, and the rule learning from the answer.

The quietest kind of making. Rules written once that keep working in rooms you will never stand in.

Instructions set down in the morning that surprise the person who wrote them by evening.

The hand thinking without asking permission, which is where most of the other work begins.

A room is measured less in metres than in the hours people are willing to spend inside it.