Faye Daniels
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Aftershock - A Week of Masks 25-31
🕑 Added 2025-07-28 16:00:04 +0000 UTC(Please note this week includes a total of 5 masks, there were a couple that were taken out of the mix but I've left all the masks with their original numbering to keep things straight on the back end.)
Mask25
Working Title: The Quiet Parade
Description: A diagonal cascade of sequins and beaded vines dives this mask like a path--soft pink petals bloom across one side while the other remains calm, almost solem. With a forehead of tufted faux fur and muted yard tones, it feels both dressed for celebration and weary from it. Like someone who showed up, smiled, and quietly slipped away.
Verse:
"I smiled through silk and sequins,
walked steady down the aisle--
but in the hush between applause,
I only stayed a while."
Mask26
Working Title: Veil of the Butterfly Keeper
Description: Wrapped in lavender faux fur, this serene mask is crowned by a pastel butterfly applique that spills softly over the eyes--its wings like a ceremonial blindfold. There is a gentleness here, restraint. The butterfly's form suggest transformation, but the closed eyes imply rest, or perhaps a cocooned waiting.
Verse:
"I folded my wings to see within,
and stitched the silence shut--
not all metamorphosis is movement,
some begins by staying still."
Mask29
Working Title: Crowned Clown, Softened Heart
Description: A theatrical burst of pink lace and blue feathers shields a face draped in costume. The rhinestone heart at the center is ostentatious and sincere--overdone, yes, but also honest. This mask celebrates camp, queerness, and the act of choosing joy on purpose. Beneath the rules, there's vulnerability dressed in glitter.
Verse:
"Tool oud, too much, too bright--
I made a sanctuary of sequins,
a softness out of spectacle.
And wouldn't you know--
it made me feel like royalty."
Mask30
Working Title: Sunday Best with Teeth
Description: The black-and-white gingham suggests innocence or nostalgia--like a picnic dress, or a child's school outfit. But the sharp sequins, velvet pom poms, and blood-red fringe tell another story. This mask teeters between poite disguise and a scream hidden behind pearls. A quiet rebellion in satin thread.
Verse:
"I wore my manners like nanny taught me--
pleased and pretty and presentable.
But underneath the Sunday lace,
I stitched my fury into fringe."
Mask31
Working Title: The Sun Swallowed me Whole
Description: A golden mask anchored by vertical symmetry--white yarn like a spine of restraint, while a crown of orange feathers flares with defiance. Cascading pearl strands read as bridal, sacred, or ceremonial--yet they bind the mask like a cage. There's tension here: between exuberance and suppression, adornment and silence.
Verse:
"They crowned me in sunshine and called it praise,
but I learned to smile through clenched pearls.
Not even joy can be a muzzle--
when worn too long, it chafes."
Comments
Raymond Pierce
I just love 29...it just speaks to me about happiness and good things to come. Thanks for sharing!
