Midday express
A bright summer sky through a cream-painted carriage window: cumulus banks drift by in layers while the treeline races past. Move your pointer to lean toward the glass.
Shaders · 18 pieces
Little programs that paint every pixel, sixty times a second. No footage, no images, just maths running on your graphics card. Tap any of them to ride along fullscreen.
Landscapes slipping past the glass. Every pixel computed, nothing filmed.
A bright summer sky through a cream-painted carriage window: cumulus banks drift by in layers while the treeline races past. Move your pointer to lean toward the glass.
Line-side poles flick past in a blur while the wires between them swoop down and climb back up, over a slow drift of summer cumulus.
Big summer sky over rolling green and golden fields: the hills glide, the near fields hurry, and the fence and grass by the line tear past in a blur.
A low sun skims the horizon while peach and violet clouds glow from beneath, hills and trees racing by in silhouette. Move your pointer to lean into the view.
An overcast afternoon seen through a fogged window, raindrops streaking backward in the wind of the train and bending the grey sky inside them.
A deep navy night: twinkling stars, a haloed moon silvering the drifting clouds, town lights streaking along the horizon and a warm cabin glowing faintly on the glass.
The midday express as pixel art: dithered blue sky, outlined cumulus drifting by in layers, and fields and hedges ticking past one pixel at a time.
Small experiments in light, noise and colour.
Five soft colour fields of sky, cream, peach and indigo swirling through a gentle domain warp, finished with fine film grain. Your pointer nudges the flow.
A bold, slow-rolling blob of light on deep navy, its colour bands dissolved by sandy grain like a risograph print. Your pointer leans the shape.
Fat cumulus drifting across a sky drawn with nothing but two colours and an 8x8 Bayer pattern, like an old pixel-art game. Your pointer shifts the sun.
Soft shafts of warm light fan out from a slowly drifting source through hazy blue air, with dust motes floating in the beams. Your pointer steers the light.
A slow sheet of molten chrome rolling under a sky-blue studio, with a faint oil-slick iridescence on its slopes. Your pointer tilts the reflections.
Glossy blobs of coral, peach and violet drift, stretch and melt into one another. One of them follows your pointer.
A slow sunset gradient seen through shifting cells of frosted glass, each pane bending the light its own way.
Silky streamlines of an invisible wind, drawn in silver with a single amber thread. Your pointer parts the flow.
A printed dot screen breathing with slow drifting noise, ink shifting from midnight blue to tangerine. Touch it to send a ripple.
Curtains of green and violet light ripple slowly above a dark ridge, under a dusk sky full of quiet stars.
Concentric pastel ribbons twist slowly around a drifting centre, lavender into peach into mint, like a lazy hypnotic candy.