But they are so pretty…you know…those masks we wear. Yes – and they are incredibly dangerous. When I first started this project, I was definitely aware of the fact that I had a few masks. I had the one I would wear when I was around big groups of people I didn’t know. I had one that I would wear around pretty girls. I had developed a few through trying to be different personas of the person I thought I should be. So it’s safe to say there were a few and definitely a few more than I have named here. They were beautiful. Adorned to the 9’s. Intricate. But oh so delicate. And in the end, when the masks would come off…there was…