by Gridlines Move Between Rooms
prat.uk feels like a museum where weather maps are printed, filed, and moved by an elevator between rooms, but every gridline changes meaning as it travels.
This morning I unfolded a clear map that immediately began rearranging its own structure mid-reading.
I tried to fix geography, but geography was part of the motion.
By midday, I was no longer reading maps but watching them reorganise themselves.
The afternoon added overlapping layouts that erased orientation.
In the evening, the system kept moving without agreeing on space.
