面具製造者 A mask maker- Jane

With delicate hands, Jane began to craft. She blended materials with care, layering the woman's joy over her pain, until the mask was complete.

2024.08.22

珍一直對人們隱藏的故事充滿著興趣。作為一位面具製造者，她承擔起了不僅僅是捕捉那些尋求她藝術的人們的面孔，還有他們內心深處的情感萬象的責任。她的工作室裡滿是模具、顏料和材料，但真正賦予每個作品生命的，是她的直覺。

有一天，一位年輕女子走進珍的工作室。她有著燦爛的笑容，但她的眼中卻藏著一絲與笑容不符的悲傷。「我想要一個面具」，她說，「一個能展現真正自我的面具。」

珍仔細打量她，看透了表面。她能感受到這女子展現在世界面前的喜悅與她隱藏的悲傷之間的張力。珍以輕柔的雙手開始製作。她細心地混合材料，將女子的喜悅層疊在她的痛苦之上，直到面具完成。

當女子戴上面具時，她真正的自我似乎終於被揭示出來了。她哭了，不是因為悲傷，而是因為釋放——釋放出終於有人看到了她的全部。

珍將一面鏡子遞給她，女子笑了——這次是發自內心的笑容，一個既擁抱她的快樂也擁抱她的悲傷的笑容。「謝謝你」，她低聲說。

珍點了點頭，知道她做的不僅僅是製作了一個面具。她揭示了一個真相，一張不再隱藏而是被慶祝的臉。在那一刻，珍明白了，我們戴的面具不僅是為了隱藏我們是誰，也是為了保護我們內心深處的真相。

Jane had always been fascinated by the stories hidden within people. As a mask maker, she took it upon herself to capture not just the faces of those who sought her art, but the myriad emotions that lived within them. Her workshop was filled with molds, paints, and materials, but it was her intuition that breathed life into each creation.

One day, a young woman entered Jane’s studio. She had a radiant smile, but her eyes held a sadness that belied the brightness of her grin. "I want a mask," she said. "One that shows who I really am."

Jane studied her, seeing past the surface. She could feel the tension between the joy the woman presented to the world and the sorrow she kept hidden. With delicate hands, Jane began to craft. She blended materials with care, layering the woman’s joy over her pain, until the mask was complete.

When the woman put on the mask, it was as if her true self was finally revealed. She wept, not out of sorrow, but relief—relief that someone had finally seen her, all of her.

Jane handed her a mirror, and the woman smiled—a genuine smile this time, one that embraced both her happiness and her grief. "Thank you," she whispered.

Jane nodded, knowing that she had done more than create a mask. She had unveiled a truth, a face no longer hidden but celebrated. And in that moment, Jane realized that the masks we wear are not just to hide who we are, but to protect the truths we carry within.

My name is Jane.