Antipolo · Philippines / Est. 2026 / Marka + Barkada
Kapit. Gawa. Marka.
Hold on. Do the work. Leave your mark.
Not open yet — hindi pa, pero malapit na
Get on the listPull 01 — What this is
We're one idea in five rooms — ink on skin, thread on fabric, coffee on the table, paint on the wall, noise in the back. Built for people who make their identity out of what they do with their hands.
The surfer who reads the water before anyone else is awake. The painter who ruins three shirts a month and doesn't care. The rider who knows their bike better than their own reflection.
The MC who bled for sixteen bars nobody clapped for at first. The tattoo artist who turns someone else's story into something permanent.
None of them are dressing up. They're marked — by salt, by paint, by road rash, by ink, by the grind itself. Every piece we make and every session in our chair is proof of something earned, not bought.
Marka is what you leave. Barkada is who you leave it with. You don't get one without the other.
Pull 02 — Five currents
Two wheels, one line, no reverse.
Read the water. Be there before the crowd wakes up.
Someone else's story, made permanent.
Sixteen bars nobody clapped for. Yet.
Three ruined shirts a month. Worth every one.
Pull 03 — One roof, five doors
Raw canvas, faded black, one rust hit. No gradients. No filler drops.
Lifestyle gear that earns its keep, mostly from people we actually know.
Single needle, clean line, no rushing. By appointment when we open.
Where the barkada part actually happens. Open early for the surf run.
Records, prints, zines, strings and a corner loud enough to be worth using.
Pull 04 — Kapit
We'll write when there's something real: an opening date, a drop, or a chair coming free. Nothing else.
No spam. We're too busy building.