There’s something wonderfully ironic about meeting an artist called Dead Format in a world that seems increasingly obsessed with the new. New tech, new trends, new ways to make everything faster, shinier, and somehow less tangible.

Childhood is often remembered as a blur of colour, play, and imagination. A time when toys, doodles, and family keepsakes seemed both...

Silkmoth invites us into a world where the “ugly” bits of the urban sprawl become playgrounds for imagination.