don’t let the algorithm steal your identity. this piece wasn’t planned. i didn’t start with an idea or a message. i was just moving my pen on the wacom. lines going everywhere. no destination. and slowly… it started to form. a figure. looking directly at me. it didn’t look like my previous works. it didn’t look like someone I knew. but it felt familiar at the same time. i remember asking it: who are you? a few months later, when I became more active on X, something strange happened. i felt divided. if I wasn’t similar to the algorithm, i felt invisible. if i became too similar to it, i didn’t feel like myself anymore. visibility or identity. Attention or truth. then that question came back again. "who are you?" i opened this piece and continued working on it. it felt like it was waiting for me to understand it. this work is not just about a face. It’s about that quiet pressure we feel when we start adjusting ourselves to be accepted by a system. don’t let the algorithm steal your identity. not every gaze should change who you are. sometimes the strongest thing you can do is look back and ask first: Who are you?