Two drawings that I have been working on that relate to our tendency to put up masks that are supposed to protect us from the onslaught of the world, that end up trapping us and leaving us alone and desperate for rescue.
We feel we must show the world that we are the Knight in shining armor, when the truth is we are propping up our lives with things that bind us and weigh us down.
We are wanting to be the beauty that is worthy of being fought for and rescued, but we think that our mask is the only thing holding back the ugliness of our lives.