Bee alveolus x Gold x Cookies
Here, the word “cookies” appears as an intrusion on a structure that evokes something alive: a bee’s honeycomb, a hive, or an organic tissue. The word seems almost burned into the surface—charred, invasive, foreign to the natural texture of the material. The effect is unsettling: technology imposing itself on the living, draining and colonizing it. Behind the seemingly innocent term lies the greed of the digital world: to harvest, to record, to predict. The cardboard-like, fibrous support suggests packaging, waste, a leftover from a commercial exchange—or perhaps the husk of an organism emptied of its essence. The hive is no longer a metaphor for community, but the devastated territory of soft surveillance.