Pipchi
Strange and beautiful worlds
Pipchi is a place, not a brand to follow. I make worlds — some have apps, some have characters, some are just rooms you can sit in. Some are made to be folded, mailed, taped to a wall. The work shows up here, one room at a time.
The thing underneath all of it is simple: take really good care of these people, whoever they are.
Each room is a small world. They're allowed to look like nothing else in the house, and like nothing else like each other.
A 70s record-shop archive of Matt's music, 1985 to now. Tallwood tells the story behind every record.
Step inside →The director's notebook gets an updated cast — twenty consultants, each a different filmmaker living in your head.
Open the door →
People print the zines and fold them at their kitchen tables. They tape the postcards to walls. They call the number. They send the photos back. The wall grows over time.
The first dispatch hasn't gone out yet. When it does — and when the first photo of a folded zine comes back, or the first voicemail leaves a fingerprint — this is where they go.
Want to be one of the first people on the wall? Light a lantern at the Campfire.
A bi-weekly letter from somewhere inside the worlds. Sometimes a zine to print and fold. Sometimes a found object. Sometimes the voicemail extension changes. Always worth opening.