Masks of Ourselves

Description

I dreamed I was at work without my visage. My hands flew to my face when I realized and I screamed in embarrassment. My coworkers all pointed and laughed. Jane reluctantly slipped me her spare mask. It didn't fit right and made me uncomfortable. Waking up in panic, I was relieved to see it on my nightstand where I left it. The world of fashion trends is often a puzzling one. Take, for example, the idea of a mask that blurs your features, just enough to change how people perceive you. Visage aren't new by any means, but they dictate who is accepted, and who is shunned. They divide social classes and shroud monsters in shadow. This series seeks to separate who we are, and who we pretend to be.