As part of the 'Masks on my wall' series, here comes a couple mask-a pair of villagers-a man and his woman. The man with his big moustache and turban and the woman with a large nose-ring and saree draped around her head... typical!-often the sight frauds in the cities get delighted to see. Behind all this ruggedness often lies innocence that trusts people-a wonderful character often seen as a vulnerability, often optimized, often emptied, often ridiculed, often cheated off, often that ends with the dearth of innocence. Such simple, such honest, such complacent lives, those that inspire the rest of the world are born in these villages and in the hidden faces of these villagers. Somehow, every time I see these masks, they seem to command a certain degree of respect I find many in the urban jungle shamelessly begging/demanding for. This click just makes these masks larger from my lowered angle... figurative intended.
