**The Moment the Hand Realizes It’s a Network**

I wanted to freeze the instant a body part discovers it’s governed by an external system and surges back as infrastructure. I chose entropy silk woven into grid fragments over bone-white anatomy so screens could unravel and reweave across flesh, while a scanning headlight exposes a thumb that pixelates into afterimage. Look at the recursive touch-scar on her palm where old smudges, the live press, and a new hairline crack overwrite each other—the ecstatic vertigo is in seeing the boundary dissolve and realizing it was always larger than skin.