Observation

Without the Mask Maker, and his creations, we will never see our true selves. Ironic isn't it? The ability to be yourself is blocked by your own flesh, out of fear of what others will think, out of fear of how others will judge When we wear our masks those fears dissipate. We can be our true selves. We can say what we truly believe. No fear of retribution. No fear of excommunication. Without our masks we become robots, conforming to what we think will appease others. Our true form is behind the mask

Response 1

an interesting spot to submit this comment "Family." Why not at the center of the piece where Luci, his wife, and their newborn child? two, what look like, rabbits next to each other in the forrest. Are they even family? hmmm

Response 2

where can i buy some of these mushrooms you speak of?

Response 3

A man can always change the mask he is wearing, but it is infinitely harder to change the man behind the mask

Revision

maybe the masks we wear simply represent who we truly are. maybe there is no "behind the mask" and the masks are truly us

Region

kingdom

Material

Vine