A fractured portrait of beauty under surveillance.
The glamour of glossy lips and fashion-magazine skin collides with neon glitches, data scars, and fragments of consumer culture. The tattooed stag bearing the words Digital ID marks the body as territory of the state and the market alike — a face as database, a mouth as portal.
The collage moves between desire and control: Vogue covers bleed into CCTV shadows, high heels dissolve into static, fragments of brutalist architecture intrude on intimate flesh. Here, beauty is no longer just gazed upon; it is scanned, coded, and fed into systems larger than itself.
Digital Glamour ID is both seduction and warning — a meditation on identity in an age where luxury is inseparable from surveillance, and every gesture of style is also a gesture of data.
