In a world where silence once meant peace, now the air vibrates with endless chatter — clicks, beeps, hums, static. Every doodle in this chaotic swarm is alive, every line a wire, every circle an eye that never blinks. They scream in unison, not with words but with pure noise.

The Noise Machine is not one entity but a hive, a carnival of absurd machines stitched together by confusion and fear. Its faces melt into each other, its limbs twist into cables, its mouths open wide only to release more sound.

And yet… in the middle of all that madness, one distorted face looks out, as if asking:
“Are you listening — or are you just another echo in the machine?”

🖼️ Framing Information
Please note that all prints are delivered unframed, unless otherwise specified in the product description. This allows you the freedom to choose a frame that best suits your personal style and space.