Static Dust

For the ones who carry too much, feel too deeply, and keep going anyway.

This is not just art — it’s aftermath.


Each piece holds the residue of survival, the glitch of memory, the beauty in breakdown.
We make music, canvas, and skin-bound statements for the ones balancing hope on burnback bones.


What you’ll find here isn’t polished.
It’s honest.
It’s what’s left after the storm.
And somehow — still standing.

The Canvas

Paint doesn’t forget what the body endured.

Our canvas works are memory-scars — textured, fractured, brutalist impressions that hold emotion in pigment. Each piece is layered like real life: grief, love, identity, rage.
Hung on walls, they speak for the parts of you that never got to.

Glitch Me In

The Skin

What you wear can be a rebellion. Or a reminder.

These shirts aren’t fashion — they’re declarations. Of mental load. Of motherhood’s quiet chaos. Of losing yourself and still showing up.
Distressed, raw, honest. For every body carrying too much and being told to smile.

See the Damage

The Sound

Songs for the sleepless. Anthems for the angry. Lullabies for the lost.

Static Dust songs are story-raps and glitch-dirges. They’re confessions in basslines and breakdowns.We write for those who’ve bled silently.
You’ll find echoes of your own heart in the noise.

Crack the Silence