This mask began as fragments, discarded cardboard, envelopes once carrying bills, wine This one began with what was closest at hand, recycled cardboard, an envelope already opened, fragments of mono-printed deli paper. A wine cork, a piece of bone, shells still carrying salt. Nothing chosen for perfection, only for presence.
I built it through layering, raffia, yarn, string, wood beads, binding each material until it settled into place. Acrylic paint moved across the surface like a seal, then a reveal. Small elements, pop sticks, wood chips, a shard of selenite became both structure and quiet signal.
The process was intuitive, almost call-and-response. Add, layer, remove, pause. Listen. Adjust.
This first mask holds the origin of the series: a gathering of discarded things finding voice together. Not polished, not resolved but awake. A vessel of protection, memory, and becoming.
