Enrico 🏳️‍🌈

Artist, designer and developer from Taos, New Mexico | he/him | cis

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

I come from an old northern New Mexico Hispano family with Spanish colonial, Pueblo/Indigenous and mestizo roots, along with Anglo-British and Scottish ancestry on another side.

[ア @yuruyurau]

a=(x,y,d=mag(k=4*cos(x/21),e=y/8-20))=>circle((q=3*sin(k*2)+.3/k+sin(y/19)*k*(9+2*sin(e*14-d*3+t*2)))+50*cos(c=d-t)+200,q*sin(c)+d*39-475,k*k>15?2:1)
t=0,draw=$=>{t||createCanvas(w=400,w);background(9).noStroke().fill(w,116);for(t+=PI/240,i=1e4;i--;)a(i,i/235)}#つぶやきProcessing

[okazakitomohiro @oo_kk_aa]

ニャッキの伊藤有壱さんにお声掛け頂き、コマ撮りの展覧会に一作家として参加しています。私はコマ撮り分野ではない場所から活動をはじめて、デザインの視点でのコマ撮りに取り組んできましたが、今回初めてコマ撮り界の本丸の方々とご一緒でき嬉しいです。今6年目のマッチ撮影素材等を展示しています

[Wes Bos @wesbos]

Claude Code leaked their source map, effectively giving you a look into the codebase.

I immediately went for the one thing that mattered: spinner verbs

There are 187

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

Enjoying the day.

[Yohei Nishitsuji @YoheiNishitsuji]

#つぶやきGLSL for(float i,g,e,s;++i<129.;){vec3 p=vec3((FC.xy-.5*r)/r.y*.2+vec2(0,1.2),g-1.4);p.zx*=rotate2D(t*.5);s=2.;for(int i;i++<22;p=vec3(.3,4,-.68)-abs(abs(p)*e-vec3(2.7,3.95+e*.15,3.5-g)))s*=e=5.2/dot(p,p*.5);g+=p.y/s;s=log(s)*g+g;o.rgb+=.01-hsv(e/i+.01,p.y*.3+.3,s/6e2);}

[Anderson Mancini @Andersonmancini]

Using #threejs with WebGPU and TSL to build a light painting tool. It's not like watercolor, but I like how the paint dries over time. It's quite relaxing.

Next, I'll enable "mesh painting" mode. Let's see how it looks.

#creativecoding

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

"Strike, Ignis!" she cried. The dragon answered with a roar that shook the heavens. A torrent of crimson flame erupted from its maw, bathing the bat-creature in a hellish glow. The smell of burning musk filled the sky as the monstrosity recoiled.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

The moon was a scarred silver coin tossed against the velvet black of the abyss. High above the jagged peaks, the air grew thin and cold as the tomb. Xylara felt the steady, rhythmic thunder of her dragon’s wings, a heartbeat of raw power beneath her thighs.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

The beast shrieked, a sound that would have curdled the blood of a king. It lunged, its talons like ivory scimitars reaching for the dragon’s throat. Xylara tightened her grip on the reins, her knuckles white, her silver hair streaming like a comet’s tail.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

With a final, desperate surge, Theron broke the flaming tide. He reached the threshold of the dark keep, his boots slick with gore. He turned to the sky, shaking his blood-stained axe at the dragon and its rider. The real slaughter was only just beginning.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

The stone span groaned under the tread of doom. Theron strode through a whirlwind of fire, his heavy axe a blur of silver. Ahead lay the Iron Citadel, its obsidian spires piercing a bruised and weeping sky. Death waited in the shadows of the gate, but Theron did not falter.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

A shadow loomed above the smoke. Xylara hovered on her black-scaled mount, her silver hair whipping like a banner of war. She watched the carnage with the detached cruelty of a goddess, her eyes reflecting the inferno that engulfed the narrow bridge.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

Theron spat blood into the void and drove his dagger deeper into a narrow crack. His grin was a wolf’s snarl. "Then fly, witch-queen," he growled. "But know that when I summit this peak, not even the clouds will hide you from my vengeance."

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

Crimson blood dripped from the ledge, a dark offering to the abyss below. Theron clung to the jagged granite of the Razor’s Edge. His muscles, corded like iron cables, burned with a fire that would have shattered a lesser man. Above, the sun was a dying eye.

[Enrico 🏳️‍🌈 @nrico]

"Yield, Theron," she called, her voice cutting through the gale like a silk-wrapped blade. "The heights are for those with wings, not those who crawl in the dust of the earth." Her eyes held the ancient, merciless spark of the dragon-kin.