We traverse the unfairness of life accumulating scars and trauma, some of us wearing masks as a form of armor. After all, if we cannot be seen for who we really are, we believe that we might escape judgment from others even at the cost of never truly belonging.
When the mask begins to crack, whether by choice or not, what will be found underneath it?
At the precipice, we all have a choice.
What will you do?
2400 x 3000 px Digital painting (c) 2022 Rick Kitagawa