“When somebody's wearing a mask, he's gonna tell you the truth - when he's not wearing a mask, it's highly unlikely." Bob Dylan
In the twilight between disparate parts of ourselves, elements emerge that can't be seen in either the high-noon light or the midnight dark.
We live always in some form of twilight: it's where the tension is, where the interest is... where the mystery is.
This series "speaks" to me genuinely; and in a language I can't understand. Thank God for that. I guess faces have stories. In my work as a psychotherapist, I delve deeply into the infinite nuance of non-verbal human expression... These great people have a lot on, and in the their minds. It's all right there - in the face.
I think I've been drawing faces as far back as I can remember. I am amazed at how easily the mind believes a face, any face, is "alive..."
They probably are.
Characters emerge out of a black splash outline of a face and are "fleshed out" by various means and mediums. One endeavors to "follow" the inky gesture's already emerging posture and personality, rather than bending it to some small-minded "will." By weaving color into the mix, a further nuance of the story is lit.
Finally, these complex "hieroglyphs" began to blanket the surface of the faces, helping to define their contours, and to reveal some encoded, imprinted, "graffiti tattoo essence" that scientists and their scientist great- great-grandchildren will be unpacking for centuries...