Code is maybe a third of the story. This wing of the site holds the rest, and because I can't help myself, each room is also a build: an exhibit about me, engineered like everything else here.
Cover Flow, resurrected, album art tilting in 3D, a click away from a thirty-second preview. The songs are mine; the interface is a love letter.
12 tracks on the shelfenterEvery run belongs in a table. Distance, pace, effort, a dashboard for the habit that keeps the rest of this site shipping.
0 km in the databaseenterNot a camera roll. One continuous journey through the places that rearranged me, chapter by chapter, as far as you're willing to scroll.
5 stops down the lineenter