I visited a local park with some of my Instamorph masks to take photographs – I’m always fascinated about what a different thing a mask becomes when it is worn, vs hanging empty on a wall. And worn in public, instead of on a stage, the mask changes again.
A while back I ran away from a twentymumble-year corporate career to be a feckless art student. Since then I've dirtied my hands with, metaphorically and/or literally, bronze and ceramic sculpture, photography, and digital and traditional illustration. Mask making was one discovery, dovetailing with my interests in teaching and performing improvised theatre.
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