Category Archives: Masks

Mr. and Mrs. Bones: Eerily Irresistible

There were a few costumes at my friend Audrey’s Halloween party that were like magnets to my camera.  These two kept drawing my eye because every change of expression was magnified by the face paint.  Somehow, these particular paint jobs rendered the wearers an incredible goofy sweetness that I couldn’t stop photographing. They are sort of eerily irresistible.

For other eerily irresistible costumes and faces, look HERE.

via Daily Prompt: Eerie

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/eerie/

Unfortunately Masked: Cee’s Oddball Photo Challenge 2015, Week 32

Unfortunately Masked

Most of the masks kids made at our week-long camps for kids were stunning and you’ve seen a number of them on past blogs.  There were a few, however, that definitely qualify as oddballs!

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When all else fails, just slap a feather on the end of your nose and call it art!

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Perhaps it is that one sinister eye peering out or the odd misalignment of the placement of the mask that gives this one an oddball aura. I also like placement of the painting behind which gives him the appearance of having one horn that parallels the drooping ear. Does that look like a goober coming out of his nose and a little green creature reaching up to grab it?

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Darling, but definitely oddball!!!

http://ceenphotography.com/2015/08/09/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge-2015-week-32/

Costume

Daily Prompt: Masks Off—We’re less than a week away from Halloween! If you had to design a costume that channeled your true, innermost self, what would that costume look like? Would you dare to wear it?

Costume

I want to be an artist, a writer and a wife—
juggling all these masks with just a minimum of strife.
A lover, mother, daughter, cousin, sister-in-law, sister.
A friend to every woman and a temptress to each mister.
A master to my canine friends and slave to all my cats.
A pal to all my blogger friends, not just to swell my stats.
As well as to some Facebook friends and email friends and Skype.
(I no longer use snail mail—I’m simply not the type!)
So, if I were being truthful and I didn’t give a fig
about what others thought of me, I’d dress up like a pig.
Why the porcine costume? The tail curled in a ring?
Because in my life choices—I want everything!