faces are like maps of unknown territories
they silently keep their secrets hidden away or reveal emotions under a faint smile or in turned-away eyes
a whole world to listen to, sit by, look intently at...
the dark stuff of which charcoal is made, the chalky substance of soft pastel that can easily be smeared by a finger or even by the open palm of your hand, the colourful, shimmery palette of watercolour can sometimes open a crack in the shield hiding intimate territories
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