Slick, unsettling, and soaked in cold-war paranoia, this piece turns mind control into a statement. With a vintage look and a list of side effects pulled straight from the classified chaos of MK Ultra, it’s not here to explain itself. The message is clear: don’t ask, don’t tell. The poison was real, and now it’s art.
Slick, unsettling, and soaked in cold-war paranoia, this piece turns mind control into a statement. With a vintage look and a list of side effects pulled straight from the classified chaos of MK Ultra, it’s not here to explain itself. The message is clear: don’t ask, don’t tell. The poison was real, and now it’s art.
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