Between Faces

• Prize
  Bronze in Editorial/Fashion
• Photographer
  Tatsuki Mizutani

A summer night hums offstage. Blue lines fold like rivers across the yukata, and the fox keeps a borrowed gaze. One uncovered eye holds the quiet truth, warm as a small ember against painted calm. Between the mask and the skin a windless room opens, where names loosen and footsteps soften. Which face will cross back into the crowd, which will stay to keep the silence? I pause here, in the thin air between tradition and self, listening for the first breath of my real voice.