On the prototype as a state of mind.
A prototype is never a draft of a finished thing. It is a finished thing of an unfinished kind — a self-contained proposition about what could be, dressed in the costume of what already exists. To call this report a prototype is therefore not an apology for incompleteness; it is a declaration that completeness was never the goal.
What you are reading is folded, stitched, stamped, annotated, and bound. It is also — deliberately — still breathing. Pages will be re-bound. Margins will accumulate notes. The stamps on the cover will fade and be re-applied. This is the natural metabolism of a living artifact.
— The Editors, Loft 4B