renegade visual practice for things that refuse to float away
Every pixel is argued over. Every kerning pair is a small war. We do not ship the first workable version. We ship the version that keeps tapping the glass after midnight.
We will miss your meeting before we miss the grid. Choose which side of that bargain you can live with, and we will tell you honestly if we belong in the room.
Smooth edges put people to sleep. We leave the knife marks in: wet ink, xerox grain, registration scars, and the ghost of the third print pass.
editorial · 224 pages · risograph
identity · 18 sleeves · letterpress
cartography · web · generative
exhibition · signage · zine
We were not built for the gallery floor. We were built for the basement, for the back room, for the copier still warm at three in the morning. We believe a poster can stop a crowd. We believe a grid is a political instrument. We believe the ocean is not a metaphor — it is a working condition: dark, heavy, loud with pressure. We are not here to decorate your quarter. We are here to make something that refuses to float away.