Bright faces, dark faces, faces full or empty.
They say the eyes are the mirror of the soul. But what is a gaze without emotion?
Love. Hate. Desire. Fear. Dreams.
Show it.
This is what I call Face — the imprint of emotion on a flesh canvas. A moment where what we feel becomes visible, where the invisible finds its way to the surface, and the face becomes more than a face.
It becomes a reflection of what we imagine, what we hide, and what we dare to reveal.