
These objects look like fresh bread pulled from an oven, but they’re actually me tearing apart Kaft, the brand I created, inside my head. I designed the logo. Then one day, staring at it again and again, these started spilling out of my pencil. I love black pencils and I love fresh bread, so… it makes sense somehow. In that moment I broke the logo apart, and I also rebuilt my favorite aesthetic, these textures, with graphite. And honestly… it came out pretty damn sweet.
If you ever go to amsterdam, be ready… some very cold faces might welcome you there

If you ever go to amsterdam, be ready… some very cold faces might welcome you there

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.

A visual response to a song made by Çalka

A visual response to a song made by Çalka

I treat string instruments like vocals. Not knowing isn’t shame. Not saying what’s inside is.

I treat string instruments like vocals. Not knowing isn’t shame. Not saying what’s inside is.
