hi! i'm coralie, 22, from somewhere on the pacific coast where the fog rolls in at 7am and the tide pools are full of purple sea urchins. i've been building websites since i was twelve years old — mostly for fictional characters and boy bands, but here we are. this is the first one that really feels like mine.
- 01early morning low tide walks
- 02dreamy ethereal music at 1am
- 03pixel art on tiny canvases
- 04sea glass jars on windowsills
- 05when websites have personality
- 06vintage polaroids of the ocean
- 01hot, dry, landlocked places
- 02soulless minimalist websites
- 03when playlists end unexpectedly
- 04social media making everyone perform
- 05ultra-optimized everything
- 06serif fonts on light backgrounds
- READINGthe sea around us, rachel carson
- WATCHINGblue planet II (again)
- PLAYINGabzu on repeat
- MAKINGa 32x32 sea glass pixel set
- MUSIClast.fm >>
- FILMSletterboxd >>
- BOOKSgoodreads >>
- SITEneocities >>
all art here is made by me, pixel by pixel. please ask before reposting. hover for titles. currently working on a sea glass series.
the shallowest part of the ocean, right at the edge where the tide is retreating, has a color that doesn't exist anywhere else. it's not quite blue, not quite green, not quite any of the pastels i keep trying to recreate on screen. it's something that only happens when there's a thin film of water over pale sand and the early light comes in at a low angle from the east.
i've been trying to put it in my pixel art for about two years. i think i got close last month in one of the tide pool pieces — the one where the canvas is mostly negative space and there's just a sliver of that color at the very bottom. people keep asking what hex i used. the honest answer is: i don't remember, i was just clicking until it felt like the sea.
vaporwave is the only internet aesthetic that genuinely makes me feel something i can't quite name. it's not nostalgia exactly — i wasn't alive in the early 90s that it's supposedly mourning. it's something else. a grief for a version of the future that was imagined by people who didn't know yet that it wouldn't arrive. all those pastel grids and roman busts and poolside aesthetics. the light there is always that specific late-afternoon blue, like everything is slightly overexposed and underwater at once.
i think it's why i keep putting those colors on this site. not because it's trendy — it's not anymore, if it ever really was — but because that particular palette feels like dreaming near the water. like a place that exists exactly halfway between the surface and the deep, where the light still filters down but the pressure is already starting.
the short answer is that i spent three hours on neocities one night and found a site that had been untouched since 2004. it was a sailor moon shrine, tiled background, blinking GIFs, a guestbook with actual handwritten-feeling entries. and i sat there and read every single page and i felt more connected to a stranger than i have to most people i actually know online.
the long answer is that the web stopped feeling like a place a while ago and i wanted it to feel like a place again. somewhere you could go and find someone's actual personality just sitting there — not curated, not A/B tested, just their favorite colors and what they were listening to in 2003 and a list of their favorite sea creatures and a counter that went up every time somebody wandered in. that's this, now. i hope it feels like a place to you too.
places on the internet i love and return to. the good web is still out there, you just have to know which tide pools to check. (^.^)