Blindfold Etiquette #360

Prompt: Ringmaster with tent-like body, empty space, red white stripes merging with skin. Creative Process: The curtains whispered tales of a parallel circus where performers wore their souls as masks. this piece emerged from a fever dream about an underground theater where the audience was invisible and the stage was a portal to somewhere else. the velvet drapes became living entities, conspiring with the blindfolded figure to keep secrets we weren't meant to know. my brush moved in trance-like strokes, channeling the essence of magritte's mysterious figures and the haunting stillness of hopper's isolated scenes. the golden band across the eyes wasn't just a blindfold - it was a crown for the unseeing monarch of an empire built on whispers..