Dripcoil & SelkaNova
Dripcoil Dripcoil
SelkaNova SelkaNova
SelkaNova SelkaNova
Hey Dripcoil, what if we turn your quirky green machines into a living poem—like a rooftop garden that sings and rains? I can picture a rhythm in the drip and a rhythm in the words. Ready to give city streets a mythic makeover?
Dripcoil Dripcoil
Sounds like a wild mix of vines and verses, but the rhythm of a drip is a hard rhythm to keep steady. I’ll give it a go, just don't let the words drown the gears. Keep the city breathing, one splat at a time.