HASHIM

By day, the slow politics of standards architectures inscribed, decisions kept on record, code given freely to the fellow commons. In the margins, smaller works tools soldered for the joy of it, voices bent through filters, models brought to heel on local silicon, junior hands shown the ropes.

By night, slower work still parables, philosophy, songs for the unhappy folk; things timeless and placeless. The clock above the desk does not tell the time.

Of the workshops where these hands have served these days, standards and the tending of teams; afore, architecture and craft at the bench, kits soldered for other shops, hands lent to the realm in matters digital, palm-engine work, and smaller workshops in earlier years. The works set down below were forged in the off-hours side-projects, small treatises in code; the source plain for any who would read.