Mask confronts the viewer with what’s seen and what isn’t. A piercing gaze peers out from an icy blue band, hinting at protection, performance, or emotional armor. The stark red lips float independently, bold yet silent, suggesting withheld words or hidden desire. Every line in the composition feels intentional, as if identity has been reduced to symbols for the sake of survival or self-control. There’s elegance in the restraint, but also tension. This piece invites the viewer to sit in that discomfort and wonder how often do we show only what’s safe, and what lies beneath the mask we wear?