This weekend I am going to a friend’s place to play in his wife’s studio. I’ve been making twisted and malformed masks that I then torture with bolts and nails and such. I am up to nine masks created so far, but have only shot images of the first three (I’m including those in this post). I haven’t seen the ones I did last time, so am anxious to see how they survived the firing. Long term I want a dozen ones I am happy with (at least one of the ones so far isn’t that exciting to me, but I don’t hate any of them). I’ll probably end up making two or three more this weekend. I have more ideas than I can do in a day.

I want to turn around and take these masks, shoot pictures of them, and then make another image/poetry/photo gallery like I did with my “A Bloody Dark Pastryman” project. Then I want to embellish the masks and put them into wooden boxes and sell them. I’ll probably finish this project in 2010.

Originally, the idea for these masks came to me when I was staying at a monastery and wrote the poem “Making Baby.” My intent was to create a few masks, then take one and smash it, so I had mask pieces. These I was going to to put in a shadowbox with the poem and other found items, but I wasn’t unhappy enough with any of the masks to actually smash one.

I’d really like to get more images posted on one of my sites. Maybe this weekend I will make a concerted effort to get all 9 of them photographed. If I am on the ball, will even try to get “before” shots of the ones I make on Saturday.

[Update:] I found images of my second set of three masks. The can be seen after the jump.

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