Nine more hands for one beach

A second set, drawn from what people are being wowed by this year: crafted texture, retro screens and coded motion. Same fifteen seconds as the first nine, so all eighteen compare directly, and the flat sea-glass vector of The shell outlives the crab makes nineteen.

What each panel shows. The dry sand keeps marks: the record, and nothing on it moves by itself. The wet sand is the mirror, the LLM surface; it can only shine back whoever is walking on it. The people are the only living thing in the picture. The loop then passes through the three ways in, in order of how much of one another you can see.