Glitch Art

Where the warehouse parties are.

Towering monoliths of concrete and shadow pierce an ashen sky like the teeth of some long-dead mechanical beast. The stark brutalist geometry creates a suffocating visual weight, rendered in harsh monochromatic tones that would make George Orwell slow clap in appreciation. Perfect for that corner office where you're plotting world domination, or just want to remind your coworkers that resistance is futile.

© Sean August Horvath