Objects
These are not products in the usual sense.
They are not solutions, statements, or identity markers.
They don’t promise change.
They don’t improve you.
They exist because ideas sometimes need a physical carrier.
Nothing here is required.
Nothing here completes anything.
Fabric. Ink. Time.
These pieces exist to be worn, not to perform.
They don’t signal belonging.
They don’t make you visible.
If you wear them, they say something quietly.
If you don’t, nothing is missing.
They are priced to keep this place alive.
Not to create demand.
