I stole the mask from Brazilian artist Marcos Chaves and very amateurishly attached it to Michael's face in order to hint at hiding one's light - or indeed one's darkness - under a bushel - or indeed a slightly sinister smile; and to bring intimations of shrouds and clouds and tears of a clown; of camouflage, disguise and hidden despair.
Yeah?
I love art, me.
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