I just spent a good half hour trying to find a particular image. It was a man and woman, one dressed in black, one white, stood in a field wearing the plague masks, but I failed….
It was a poppy (not a puppy) that caught my eye as I opened the curtains this morning, which then led to plague masks via correlations of death and the scent of flowers. And here we are….
I like all kinds of masks in art, but especially the dark ones such as these - gas masks are another, and whilst I’ve thought about the meaning of masks in general, I haven’t thought too much about why we might be drawn to specific types.Read More