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Personal Narrative: My Mask
My mask is inspired by a deer, I really found the horns an intersting feature to work with including the focused look. On one right side of the mask I kept the look of the abstracted deer’s face, however on the other side I turned it more abstract wraping the deer’s horns around the top of my face to my chin. At first, I had a horn on the top left of my had but then i decided to disregard that as it was too animal like. As the iteration process continued I then progressed to change the other half of the mask into something simpler. I wanted to balance everything out by creating negetave space on one

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