skinfields — where flesh becomes signal

something moves beneath the skin.
the signal remembers.

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the pulse is constant.
cold. restrained. human.
every sound — a trace of pressure.
every silence — a fragment of control.

skinfields is an artistic signal —
where body, sound, and code merge into one rhythm.
born from darkwave tension and industrial precision.
created to be felt, not explained.

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listen close.
the surface reacts.
you are already part of the field.

enter: the human signal.