Damien Looney listens differently. The Irish video artist, based in London, finds his raw material in sounds most people tune out or throw away: the hum of a CRT monitor, the static of a shortwave broadcast, the warped texture of a defective tape. He samples them, processes them, layers them, and then lets them drive the visuals in real time. The result sits somewhere between a watercolour and a broken television: flowing, organic forms that glitch and dissolve, where analog warmth collides with digital decay. Old VHS textures, the ghostly interference of number stations, the beautiful wrongness of electronics that have given up working properly. In Damien’s hands, malfunction becomes method.