Playground

Ten tiny machines.

Every scene on this site is a few kilobytes of hand-written canvas and maths — no libraries, no video files. Here they all are in one room, with the dials exposed. Push the energy up, replay them, hover them. This is what hand-built looks like.

Pinging map

From hear.is — venues lighting up as they’re heard, one ping at a time.

Quiet conversation

From saygday.ai — an assistant typing, replying, never clocking off.

Scanner beam

From listinglens.app — a sweep down the listing, flagging as it goes.

Snowfall

From Santa’s Secret — gentle snow over a warm hearth glow.

Boarding call

From General Boarding — an airliner tracing itself in over the flight path.

A voice, kept

From Trudy — speech at its own pace, and real pauses to listen.

Wood smoke

From KetoMayo — a smoulder, its smoke, and the bottle that catches it.

Snake, 1973

From 1973.ai — a self-playing game in period-correct monochrome.

The pour

Built for Farmers Daughter — a line-drawn cup, filled with care.

The gallery frame

Built for The Dutchy Finch — an ornate frame with a soft glow breathing inside.

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