SUNDOOM is a teletext ritual disguised as a broadcast.

Beneath 333 and 666, a strange figure rises between rage, doubt, hate and fear while the sun burns above it.

I use the rigid language of teletext to construct something that feels ancient and digital at the same time — part prophecy, part warning, part corrupted religious transmission.

The symbols feel familiar without fully revealing themselves. Numbers, bodies, light, fear and belief collapse into a single screen.

“I COMMAND THE SUN TO BURN FOOLISH FLESH.”

Teletext was created to distribute information.

SUNDOOM transmits something else.

A warning from a signal that should no longer exist.