If you go to Rome and ask about Zaha Hadid’s plans for the new Centre for Contemporary Arts, people respond, “Yes, she’s got the commission, but will the building be built?” An architect’s worst nightmare? Probably.
We are outdoors, in Plano, Illinois, and a man with a squeegee is washing a window. He never stops: he places his bucket down and starts again. We are uncomfortably in the present tense, 100 percent live in a post-Happening virtual universe.