SATS
A big orange street tabby who lives at your desk while you doomscroll. She never sings. The words are made of whatever world she's in, from a screensaver's marquee to burnt toast.
Nine Lives
3 a.m., 34% down, sure it's over. She's seen this eight times: one of crypto's eras per life, and on the ninth she closes your laptop and lies on it.
Watch Nine LivesCorner
You leave the screen on at 3 a.m. SATS goes into the screensavers after the logo, and it finally hits the corner as you sit back down. Only she saw it.
Watch CornerNot a Robot
Everyone left an AI agent running overnight this month. SATS takes its chair, answers your boss with a "k" and runs riot through the CAPTCHA. Robots don't care. She does.
Watch Not a RobotSats
Named for the smallest unit of bitcoin. Five years old, never a kitten, with a level, unimpressed stare and a slow blink. Her mouth stays shut: the song is her inner voice.
- Coat
- Dense ginger with bold darker stripes and a white chin
- Eyes
- Large and copper
- Constants
- One notch in the tip of one ear (the viewer's left) · a thin emerald collar with one blank gold coin tag
- Medium
- A real, photographic cat: 35 mm film still, grain, cinematic light
One director,
one Claude
Song
Lyrics written as things you can point at, sung by Suno, then split into stems, beat-mapped and aligned word by word, so every word has a time to land on screen.
Pictures
Midjourney plates and first frames, Seedance 2.5 clips at 720p with one take each and a hard spend cap, grey-screen takes cut out with macOS Vision, stills brought to life with Midjourney Animate.
Edit
Every frame is a web page rendered by headless Chrome as a pure function of song time, graded with a lens per world, and checked: every sung word on screen when it's sung, never more than three flashes a second.