These pieces are made by pressing a thin clay slab onto my face and creating a baseline impression. The mask is then developed with various techniques, according to my vision for the piece. Occasionally the mask will split down the middle or shatter into fragments. I welcome that serendipity, and adjust my impositions (and my expectations*) to suit what is presented to me. *an aside--at this point in my life I choose not to divest myself of expectations--they keep life spicy. 

Each "hidden mask" has its own back story; sometimes revealed, sometimes not.