Not necessarily the "best" work here — just the pieces we keep quietly reopening ourselves, weeks later, for no reason we can fully explain.
← Back to the studio wallThe balls know nothing at all — just one trivial reflection rule, identical for all of them. Drag a wall and watch the room decide their entire fate instead.
Bouncing bodies with too much personality — fast, tactile, a little chaotic. The reference standard we kept measuring later work against.
I wanted to know whether recursion alone could become mesmerizing.
Could ten specific, unlabeled human feelings each be triggered by nothing but shapes and a cursor?
We wondered if made-up physics could be bred, like a strange kind of gardening — the single best reaction of this whole project happened in here.
One specific bred universe, pinned permanently — rated 🤯 four separate times, the strongest single reaction the whole breeding run ever produced.
Where all of this started: what does it feel like to watch your one action ripple through a whole board?