Woaaaah! First of two NEW Coarse Toy releases! Coarse revealed a new series, Ethos, which will come in multiple volumes. We bring you news of Volume One today in the shape of Narcosis & Paranoia! Let’s just say it now, we LOVE these new designs. Giving Void a dark & disturbing (yet too fucking cute) twist. You’ve got the Void split in half with unicorns, rabbits & birds fleeing this anguished Void. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!

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Narcosis

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Paranoia

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CELLS is the first part in the Coarse – Ethos series, and its two colourways will complement future pieces. Coarse – Ethos merges Coarse’s bright and dark aesthetics in a line of surreal and mysterious sculptures. Dropping on General Release at 4.49pm BST on 4th August, you’ll be able to purchase these 10.5inch Narcosis & Paranoia individually for $185 each (£140) or as a bundle for $360 (£273) from the Coarse store HERE. No details on Friends & Family release yet, but we would imagine that these will drop ANY DAY SOON! So keep your eyes peeled to The Toy Chronicle for more details!

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WHEN: 4th August at 4.59pm BST

WHERE: https://coarse.shop/collections/here

PRICE: $185 (£140) each or $360 (£273) for the bundle

LIMITED: 299 pieces each of Narcosis & Paranoia

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If you’re not in the UK, the release times for certain other cities are included below:

08:59 am Los Angeles
12:59 am New York
05:59 pm Berlin
11:59 pm Hong Kong

As with all Coarse releases, there is a backstory to these releases, and we’ve captured this below (taken from the Coarse site HERE)

Parting Words

We are blue moons and fifth dimensions.

We are holograms and sleight-of-hand: the palmed coin, the false bottom, a trick in rolled-up sleeves.

When you were born, we were the upsides of the coal mine: unearthed gold, subterranean solitude, the requiem of the canary.

But now we are the axolotl’s eyelid, the emu’s flight. By the time we have left you, we will be a thing that never was.

So let us stay within you. We will not be stained glass, but the light that it transforms. We will be the altered fate of your lucid dreams. We are not a slip of the tongue or doublespeak or the consequence of a faulty translation.

Think about what you are doing.

We burn upon reentry.

On the day you came into this world we saw how they looked at you. We heard the name they gave you. Yet we loved you. We were yours to harness as you liked, and for a while you did.

Don’t you remember?

Why won’t you remember?

We know how this story goes. Once you have expelled us you will confide in those who mock you. You will become addicted to the routine of addiction.

Do not exchange us for the flame lily’s venom.

Love does not come as easy as you think.

So listen closely. Beware of grandfather clocks and sundials. Shut your blinds during total eclipses and every summer solstice. They don’t know about your defect, why your parents kept you locked behind a double bolted door, how easily you can make a man go mad.

You were not meant for this world, but we were meant for you.

And we are trying to love you.

We are dying to love you.

But it’s true: we are already gone.