We believe in messy beginnings. 

In the sketch as truth. In art made between shifts, during breakdowns, under influence, over rent.


We believe in beauty without permission.
In bodies that speak in ink, walls that whisper in spray, dreams dressed in static.
In fantasy as resistance.
Erotica as expression.
The grotesque as gorgeous.
 

We don’t wait for gatekeepers.


We don’t ask for clarity.


We celebrate the soft, the weird, the angry, the sleepless.



This is a space for the ones who keep making.
Even when no one is looking – especially when no one is looking.

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