We glitch, we ache, we try again.
This print reads “at heart, just a flesh failure” — a brutal-soft confession about being human: messy, mortal, and wired to break sometimes. Framed in vintage imagery with a modern, unflinching voice, it’s a reminder that imperfection isn’t weakness — it’s the point.
This print reads “at heart, just a flesh failure” — a brutal-soft confession about being human: messy, mortal, and wired to break sometimes. Framed in vintage imagery with a modern, unflinching voice, it’s a reminder that imperfection isn’t weakness — it’s the point.
Part of the myth-meets-modern collection, this piece blends old-world aesthetics with contemporary emotional chaos.
Hang it proudly as a nod to your humanness — the beautiful wreckage, the learned lessons, the constant becoming.
