Lucien Smith's *She sells seashells by the seashore. The shells she sells are surely seashells/So if she sells shells on the seashore, I'm sure she sells seashore shells.* playfully channels the rhythmic repetition of the classic tongue twister into a visual form, blurring the line between language and image. Smith's work often engages with cultural vernacular and familiar references, transforming them into meditations on perception and meaning. The piece invites the viewer to sit with the musicality of the phrase, finding in its looping cadence something both nostalgic and conceptually charged.