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Kristina Carroll - Masks

Unmask
Charcoal 18 x 24

Sometimes we do what we think people want. Sometimes we do what we think will make us the most money. Sometimes we are just afraid that no one will support who we really want to be.  It's a mask we've all worn it at some point. But what happens when we surrender to that little spark inside and reveal our true selves?

This is a  book-end to False Muse.

Kevin Jay Stanton - Masks

I wasn't sure what I wanted to do for this challenge, but I love Noh masks and the ways they depict emotions and monsters. So I made a glitchy gif. This is probably the extent of my spookiness!

Samuel Araya - Masks

Samual Araya is focusing a lot on masks for his upcoming art show in November. One of his biggest themes is The King in Yellow and he did a series of images of the royal family in Carcosa, each one done under the premise that the "Wear no mask" of "The King in Yellow".

Lucky for us, he has decided to give us a little preview!

Uoth

Aldones

Phantom of Truth

Thale

The above work was done on ink on prepared paper, Check out http://www.samarayaart.com/ or follow him on twitter for updates!

Jana Heidersdorf- Masks

Unmasked
http://checanty.tumblr.com/

Masks - Daniel Nyari

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Masks: Brotherhood or Death by Winona Nelson

This painting illustrates a prophesy from my tribe, the Ojibwe.  It was said that when the tribe first encountered white people, the white man would be wearing either the Face of Brotherhood or the Face of Death, but these two faces look exactly the same.  Only time would tell the difference.

We each have a choice at any moment which face we will wear, and most often the face others choose mirrors our own.

Masks - Tim Paul

Lock, Shock and Barrel from The Nightmare Before Christmas are some of my favorite Character designs, because I think they capture perfectly all the iconic figures from my childhood for horror. On top of that, their real faces are so close to their masks, when they wear them, there's not much difference.

Their design is awesome in it's simplicity. They are, the quintessential trick or treaters. More trick than treat. 

Reiko Murakami - M A S K S

First self portrait after graduation...in almost a decade. I found I have weirdly thin and long neck. Self discovery, woot!

Kyle Stecker - Masks

Happy Halloween everyone! Here's a Weeping Angel for you, better late than never right?

A big thing that creeps me out about the Weeping Angels from Doctor Who was they blend in well enough that they don't need to exist tucked away in the dark corners of the world.

Erika Steiskal - Masks

I'm a history nerd; this probably explains my fascination with masks of past civilizations and my desire to shuffle components from different eras when creating this image.  The mask featured here is a combination of a Medieval plague mask, an Etruscan Acheloos mask, and a pagan headdress.

Erika Steiskal - Haunted

I wanted to capture the anxiety of sensing something just out of sight.

Jaime Zollars - M A S K S

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.

Jason Cheeseman-Meyer -- Masks

Without masks, how would we know who we're supposed to be?

Lee Moyer - M A S K S

"Trick or Treat."

Michael Manomivibul - Masks

5x7 Sumi ink on paper

To wear a mask is to adopt or impose an identity.

Iris Compiet - masks

- Self, graphite pencil 2014 -

The masks that frighten me the most are the ones I wear myself. It is about hiding ones true feelings, in order to protect oneself. But do these masks really protect or do they harm us more than our showing our true feelings? Does a mask of strength really work when you feel lost and defeated or is it just a way to kid yourself and hide those things in the darkness of ones soul?

Carly Janine Mazur - M A S K S

"Premeditation" 8"x10" oil and acrylic on board

I took a different turn in interpreting masks. Rebellion, dissatisfaction with society and government, it's all very scary and very serious and very, very real. As a race, us humans have gone through a lot lately, and for our benefit, I hope to see that we will all rise up and fight for what we believe in and change the world for the better through intelligence and cooperation rather than violence.

Primary Hughes - M A S K S

"Whisper Campaign"

I was thinking about how the anonymity of the internet is a breeding ground for bullying and the growth of whisper campaigns that damage us all. A person can release their vicious thoughts into the world to spread, and then “go dark” behind the mask of the internet.

2014 Challenge #5 - Masks

“Camilla: You, sir, should unmask.

Stranger: Indeed? 

Cassilda: Indeed it’s time. We all have laid aside disguise but you. 

Stranger: I wear no mask. 

Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask! 

-- The King in Yellow, Act I, Scene 2.” 

― Robert W. Chambers, The King in Yellow and Other Horror Stories

Masks are synonymous with Halloween. It is said on this night the veils between worlds are thinnest and things from other side cross over more freely. Spirits of nature, ghosts, fairies.... In old halloween tradition, people would wear masks to hide from these things, blend in.

Or perhaps we secretly wanted to join them.

What is your mask?

From October 27-31: We will be making art about "Masks". Share yours with us on twitter using #monthoffear.

Guest Art - Haunted

Cameron K. Lewis
http://www.cameronklewis.com/

 I think we can be haunted by past versions of ourselves. Whether it’s the things we said, decisions we made, or relationships we had, it can seem like an entirely different person.

It’s also kind of just a mashup between a Scooby-Doo mirror/painting and Lo Panfrom Big Trouble in Little China

Fernando Guardiola
http://fguardiola.wordpress.com/

Jana Heidersdorf
http://checanty.tumblr.com/

Most haunted place? Definitely the hallway. Ask our cats. Why else would they be watching empty walls

Sarah Gay-O'Neill - Haunted

18x24 oil & graphite on paper

Documenting relics are a common occurrence in my work. I am fascinated by the things we leave behind; what others have left behind before us. I find them haunting and intriguing. Everything from the coins I receive upon making a purchase, wondering: "What has this penny from 1940 bought in it's days...? How many hands has it passed through? Did it purchase good or bad things?".
In the past few years I've been particularly taken with old homes and clothes. They keep reappearing in my work. I am completely taken by how these relics outlive the people who have worn/lived in them. What experiences did they have in those clothes, shoes, homes, etc?
I am haunted. Delightfully haunted with curiosity.

Rovina Cai - Haunted

All the buildings at my primary (elementary/grade/whatever-you-call-it) school were old Victorian houses that had been turned into classrooms while still preserving much of the original decor. The school library was in a particularly dim and dusty house that looked a bit like the Gryffindor common room. Occasionally, while tucked away in some dark corner reading scary stories, you'd feel a gentle breeze even though no one had walked past, or hear the floorboards creak in the empty attic above. Theories about hauntings were ripe, with each story more far-fetched than the last.

Jorge Mascarenhas - Haunted

October sightseeing.

Elisabeth Alba - Haunted

My grandparents in Spain lived in this amazing apartment in Madrid filled with antiques, including a  massive 17th century portrait of a man in armor, hanging in the dining room. It had the type of eye that was always directed at you. It was visible from the main hallway and my sister and I hated walking by the entrance to the dining room and see his eyes staring at us, especially at night.