But the body remembers. The body records and stores. Although we usually think of the mask as a cover, I am using the mask to uncover a Self, a story, a dark story that runs beneath the Self: an untold story of buried pain that is trying to express itself. The body is encouraged/allowed to tell one of its stories.

A series of ten 8" x 11" masks copied in black & white using a photocopier: my face behind crinkled paper slits for eyes and sometimes my nose, my hand making an adjustment. Mask #9 is featured in my memoir I'm So Glad You're Here (2020) in the chapter called "Healing from Trauma: A Participant Observer's Report." The series ends with a blank face outlined with hair as if waiting to restore and renew. This series was exhibited at the "Girls, Women, and Visual Culture Conference, Binghamton University, Binghamton, New York, Spring 1998.