Serial Lament on Flickr.
“The Killer is me”
In my Venetian Mask making Frenzy. I took a good bit of pictures. I determined that the images that frighten people the most are the ones in which you cannot see the eyes of someone. The whole “eyes are the windows to the soul” is exactly pretty spot on. Because I believe with just blackened sockets, you are unable to identify with someone at all. Which leads to a most unsettling sense of dread.