Closed-circle by default
Group access is invite-only. Codes can be rotated anytime. There is no public profile to find you.




















The story of two brothers who were tired of being the product.
Tom Egill Tobiassen and Terje Otto Tobiassen grew up in the same house. They moved out, started their own families, and watched the same thing happen to everyone they knew.
The platforms our parents joined to keep up with us turned into ad machines. The feed became something else. Birthday photos got buried under sponsored posts. A cousin's wedding was a notification that came three weeks late. Grandma stopped opening the app.
Kinfeed is the app we wanted for ourselves. Where you, the family member, are the reason the app exists. Not the product being sold to advertisers.
That is the whole loop. Slow tech doesn't pull at you. It doesn't ping for the sake of pinging, and it doesn't measure how long you stay.
No likes. No comments. No algorithm sorting what matters. Just the photo, in the order it was taken, in the group it was meant for.
Big buttons. Calm interface. The photo is the point. Nothing hidden behind a swipe-up gesture or a dot menu. Safety and accessibility are not features bolted on at the end. They are why we are building.
Kinfeed is a closed circle. The photos you post are seen by the people you invited and nobody else. There are no public profiles. No discovery feed. No suggestions for "people you may know."
We do not sell, share, or train on your family's photos. The only person your child's birthday picture is shown to is the person you put in the group.
Group access is invite-only. Codes can be rotated anytime. There is no public profile to find you.
We don't run advertising pixels and we don't sell your data. Photos are not used to train models.
Photos drop off the feed after their time. Kinfeed is a window, not an archive that follows your kids around forever.
The "social" part of social media is not here. Talk to your family in person, or call them. The photo is enough.
The fewer hours your family spends on dopamine machines, the better.
We are not going to become one of them.
Tom Egill Terje Otto Dad