A collision of two of the oldest image-making rituals: CMYK screen angles and dithering.
This project has haunted the edges of my mind for years — a quiet echo from the past, now bursting through the surface.
I've long been obsessed with the raw mechanics of print: the perfect geometry of screen angles, the silent language of halftones. Dithering, too, has captivated me — its clever illusions, its pixel-born poetry.
This is where they meet.
Not as nostalgia, but as reinvention.
Not as homage, but as evolution.
A culmination of everything I've learned — and everything I've felt — about how images are built, destroyed, and reassembled
