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Bali feels unreal in the quietest way, like the whole island is mixed in low volume with a warm analog filter. The air smells like salt and trees, the sunlight hits softer, and even our footsteps sound slower against the stone paths. Walking around with Nucksal and Jungwon

i’m Code Kunst, standing behind the sound, watching the stage glow in silence before everything hits. i built this track like a late-night thought that refuses to sleep minimal, every beat placed with intention, every pause louder than noise.

my own quiet coffee workspace, finally opening its doors. starting tomorrow, here in seoul forest, i’ve prepared something special with the hope that more people can experience the depth and joy of specialty coffee with me.

life’s been kinda nice lately

Throwback to a night wrapped in red lights, music, and a bit of chaos behind the decks. Still remember cutting my hair short just for this gig, hoping to bring something fresh not only to the setlist but to the whole vibe.

Stayed up all night chasing keys and chords, trying to shape the sound that feels just right. Morning arrives and I recharge with a plate of greens and an iced americano.

Spent the whole day being ‘productive’ (read: running around, sweating, and barely surviving). Ended up here, flat on the couch with my little buddy (Siru). Batteries 0%, but heart kinda full.

First time really trying to do this diet and workout journey properly. It’s tough but there’s something satisfying about pushing through the sweat and the burn. Maybe it won’t be perfect but it’s about showing up every day and seeing where the effort leads. 🚴‍♂️

Flashback to the Remember Archive album launch and the listening session that followed. Still feels special looking back.

Just a few snapshots from the weekend: singing along at the Kanye concert, goofing around with Siru and Panda, and some late-night hours in the studio letting ideas come and go.

currently doing adulting stuff

the month of July when you put Polapo in your mouth.

back in the studio, trying to stay productive for the next project.

stepping into something new: 2025 KANU Barista Championship 🏆

152 bpm and still feeling nothing. pedals spinning faster than my thoughts. guess some hearts beat just to stay empty.

Fluorescent Lights. Blank Stares. Looping Takes. Interlunar Was Born From Silence, Not Noise. Nothing Softer Than A Memory Still Raw.

unfinished drafts, half-burnt thoughts. memories that never made it past the archive. 2023 felt loud yet stayed hidden, like a cigarette flicked before the last drag. nothing timeless ever comes easy.