CLK Says: A soul lost in the ductwork took mine with it too. This is the result of our journey.
Product Description
Inspired by the smell of whatever died in the vent, the Miasma Mates were born out of artistic desperation. Soft-sculpting an inescapable ravaging of nasal cavities plaguing the entire home was the most favorable and least violent way to endure the pungent rot that lingered seemingly for weeks—if not months or years—robbing all who entered of their humanity and moral decency.
A microcosm…
A product of optimism and loyalty to mental escape, fashioning the Miasma Mates carried CLK through the darkness. Two matching cuts of loud felt. Sewn together with a face representing the current ambiance. Stuffed. Another pair of cuts, smaller this time, complementing the first. A face to correlate. Then repeat. Each unique. Each embodying despondency through the pain of hopelessness and the ignorance of salvation.
The journey began in an HVAC tomb. It ends with you.
What You Get
OOAK Mr. Miasma stuffed felt smell personification, approximately 3”-5” L x W
Mrs. Mini Miasma (Mr. Miasma’s smaller counterpart), approximately 1.5”-3” L x W
Their motley crew of garbage
A 9” x 13” bag of ridiculousness
(Staging products in photos not included. Settling will occur during shipping.)

