Cults aren’t all apocalyptic pursuits of end times while rocking Nikes and sipping Kool-Aid. In fact, from 1962 to 1984, Andy Warhol’s studio in New York City, dubbed “The Factory,” was home to artists and artisans, makers and doers, users and abusers, eccentrics and anomalies from all around the world—a group galvanized around a set of values in a way that would have made both David Koresh and Jim Jones jealous. Those values? Curiosity, creativity, productivity—and most importantly, the vibrancy of it all. The Factory wasn’t a cult... but it’d be wrong to say it wasn’t cult-like.

Welcome to CULT FACTORY, an uninhibited space for a motley crew of NYC creators to make, play and inspire. Cult Factory is a playground for our most relentless, most deliberate pursuits. Never isolated, never sinister (sorry, Scientology), we’re always open, always collaborative. This is where work is made, thrown out, remade, revised, and re-invented—yes, all that chaos and madness under one roof, and the brilliance that happens amidst it. We live by the mantra that life is a show we make for ourselves—what we make, how we dress, what we do. Come be a part of the process. The door is always open, though we can’t guarantee you’ll ever get out...