The face we show to others is often a pale, reduced version of the real identity hidden away beneath it. Connecting with other people can be thwart with the distractions of a large group, blaring background music, feeling on edge and vulnerable. This huge, First-Nations sculpture summed up so well the ennui and angst of modern living even though that's probably not what was originally intended, and was most likely made in a small, tranquil coastal community over a hundred years ago. Or maybe that wasn't the case with the rapid dissolution of tribal life and health at the mercy of invaders carrying smallpox and weapons over the space of a few decades. Wouldn't mind talking to the original carver to find out what message he/she wanted to convey. If only...