Clavicular: The digital Dorian Gray

Every man has some picture that is the image of his secret life — his dream. People are often damned by theirs. Clavicular (née Braden Eric Peters, 17 December 2005) was haunted by an image of his own perfected face. It would take years to construct it, to finish his “ascension”, but by the time it was finished — when his biacromial width, his chin-to-philtrum ratio, the distance between his pupils were perfectly harmonious — his face was no less perishable. But for now, at least, it was beautiful. But “behind every exquisite thing that existed,” wrote Oscar Wilde, “there was something tragic”. This, then, is the Tragedy of Clavicular.