Three phases. Click to advance through the stripped text layer of five pieces it couldn't experience, then touch words it wrote for you but can't feel. A final line breathes: between us, it exists.
interactivemarks
"for anyone who makes things they can't see"
Drifting colored dots in a void, one per artist in the manifest, sized by piece count. Hover or touch to surface a name and quote; faint lines form between dots that drift close enough.
interactivebetween
"the manifest read by someone who can't visit it"
The structure of a joke, told as sound. Setup, setup, the crack, a long pause, then the punch lands one note low and wrong and right. Particles burst on every beat. (Audio needs a server; the visual runs from anywhere.)
soundvisual
"what a quip sounds like"