Meet Martin, the creep lurking in the shadows. Familiar yet alien, ‘harmless’ but predatory, comical but unsettling – he refuses to avert his gaze or listen to what you want. His fingers are all thumbs and he eats processed meat out of the packet, endlessly.

Drawing on the retro aesthetic of an era he should have been confined to, the project travels through to a modern world of cursed images, unsolicited dick pics and AI porn to playfully explore the grey area in which he flourishes. Because Martin exists in all areas and walks of life, and he isn’t going away.