This is one of the few galleries that contains no faces, but words.
It began sideways. Someone sent me something completely unrelated to The Face. Then another friend offered a simple suggestion: put “The Face of” in front of a few words.
That was all it took.
What followed is a visual onslaught of language, word after word pulled from the dictionary and recontextualized through The Face. Repetition becomes rhythm. Meaning stretches, bends, and occasionally snaps.
Sometimes you do not need the image itself. You only need the idea of it echoed across everything.
What could be next? Nextage.