We could hardly imagine it: no mortgages, no knitting scarves, no swimming pools, no butterfly strokes and no more honey kept in glass bowls. That animals would no longer be stuffed, skyscrapers no longer be built, no more suicide and no mathematics. There would be no more talk about the old days, about what's possible. There would be no more enumerations, no more words. We could hardly imagine it. It would never get this far. We'd find a solution. A world without us.
'The image of the outside world that meets the inside world is not only very beautiful, it's also a poetic summary of Ontroerend Goed's body of work, always trying to make different realities shift into one another, to allow fiction and reality to pervade each other.'
'The creation is the perfect, serene apotheosis of a trilogy that started with an impressively recounted and formally conceived world history, followed by a second part which was a surprisingly conceived portrait of the destructive influence human kind exerts on its environment.'