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DAVID LULIC
My first memory was not a lullaby. It was sirens swallowing the night.
My mother covering windows. Television light on frightened faces. buildings learning how to disappear.
I grew up believing beauty was temporary. That every room could become a ruin.
I build worlds before they burn.
about
creative director
Working across film and fashion, he constructs controlled visual environments where identity is staged, performed, and destabilised. His work moves between editorial and cinematic language, building characters and atmospheres that feel artificial, intimate, and slightly unreal.
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