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Before It Was Chicken Skulls…

I’ve always had a thing with masks. No getting around it, I love them. Stick me in a Halloween shop and I get paralyzed with excitement. Masks. Man, electric.

So, it’s no surprise that they crop up in my work. A lot.

And the oldest of them I still use is the (infamous to some) DJ Mace mask. Born out of boredom, and rebuilt and repainted so many times I can’t remember them all, this beastie has become somewhat representative of the darker, more industrial side of my work.

It also contributed in part to my mother crying, once. Infamous, I tell you.

Blowing the Dust Off Some College Work, Here