this totem has been squatting in my studio for weeks, some unholy marriage of ancient spirit and future noise, leaking neon green and hot pink through the static like a digital wound that refuses to heal 📺👁️. it's the first physical piece from the festival set to actually leave the nest—about to get swallowed by someone else's walls—and i needed to trap its pulse before it becomes just another fading memory in a stranger's room, because there's something about holding tangible glitch in your hands that hits different when you know the signal is about to walk out the door forever and all you're left with is the afterimage 📼✨