Masks hold secrets. They have empty eyes that give nothing away. No doubt that people wearing masks can be spooky, but those hanging alone on the wall or tossed aside after their purpose is met are perhaps the most unnerving; their expressions frozen forever. Here, I imagine a place where they have a life of their own. From where have they come and what are they after?
This is a pencil drawing that I noodled in my sketchbook. I may experiment with some digital color on it when I have the chance.