Masks are symbols of identity changes, a subject I am not unfamiliar with, and I have come to collect those I can afford. I love the rough and unsophisticated ones, carved and painted by peasant hands. Most of these masks from Latin America and Africa had and still have their places in popular plays and dances, though they are now made primarily for tourists. I photographed them on my kitchen table, shortly before my exit from the house, with long exposures and lighting from a torch that I moved around.
Africa
Africa