Angst en Woede

I took a grade ten design studies course in which we constructed masks and mounted them on big boards.  We draped the fragile plaster masks in gypsona and then painted them.  The result was as follows.
The mask is called Angst en Woede because it represents the anger and fear we experience when confronted with challenges in life.

I don't have any photos of the mask before it was mounted.  My teacher has some of those and I should be able to get my hands on them soon.  I can tell you, though, that it was a messy process.  The students got into pairs to make a plaster cast of their partner's face.  I was so happy with my partner who did a great job of getting the details of my appearance.




Getting the mask mounted was an adventure.  Unlike my peers, I did't use large plastic cups to build up the base that would extend the mask from my board.  Instead,  I did it all with crumpled up news paper.  The results were quite pleasing.



As you've likely noticed, the mask is split in half.  This creates a division between each side of the face: anger and fear are thus represented.

This was after I painted.  I'm not a very good painter and it didn't help that my skin colour paint ran out.  I had to frantically mix paints so that my gradient from red to skin colour would look somewhat decent.

Along with the project, students were asked to produce a creative prose about the mask.  As soon as the booklet is returned, I'll type that up and add it to this post.

So now you have a bit of an idea of how I look, right?  

Backpacking

Tonquin Valley lies within the Jasper mountain ranges.  

I backpacked here twice in the summer of 2013 and am in love.

You may notice the extreme amounts of clouds in these photos... well it did rain the whole time.

It was a beautiful place and I hope to share some journal entries soon.

Dear Mr. Raindrop

Little tiny raindrops
you just won’t go away.
Can’t you stop right now
and come back another day?

Today you’ll smear my makeup
and get my hair all wet.
You can fall another day
but I’m not ready yet.

Little tiny raindrops,
you drop with no relent.
Won’t you just stay up there
in the clouds from which you’re sent?

Today’s not the day for rain.
Not today – O please!
Today I need the sunshine rays
to dry up all my tears.

If e’re I felt a greater need,
I feel the need right now.
I want to live a happy life but
raindrop, I don’t know how.