A beautiful colorful handbag, bright and ready, but wrapped tight in a heavy purple chain. It has JFK tags, barcodes, and all kinds of digital markings like it’s been scanned and tracked too many times.

It’s like my everyday life , I just want to carry my things, move freely, feel light , but the system has locked it down. The chain is heavy. The codes are everywhere. Even the small things I carry with me every day now come with restrictions and tracking.

Still, the bag is full. Still vibrant. Still mine.
I’m still holding onto it, still trying to walk with it, even if the chain comes along.

This piece is about how even our simplest, most personal belongings now feel tied to the digital world , monitored, chained, but still carrying our stories and our heart.