There is no about page.
No origin myth.
No artist’s statement to soften the blow.

Art of FACELESS exists in the glitch between systems — where names are dropped, masks worn backwards, and meaning is forged in friction.

This is not a platform.
This is a crack in the concrete.

Zines, music, fragments, digital ghosts.

Some of it will land in your hands via postboxes and photocopiers.
Some will flicker into your feed before vanishing again.

There is no algorithm.
No monetised trauma.
No slick pitches or pastel promises.

We write, print, broadcast and vanish.

Start where it feels wrong. Move from there.

🎴 The Archive Is Now Live
Limited drops of prints, zines, and audio are now available.
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