Misnamed and often miscast, you would come to lament:  “My face has been my misfortune. It has attracted six unsuccessful marriage partners. It has attracted all the wrong people into my boudoir for five decades. My face is a mask I cannot remove: I must always live with it. I curse it.”  Worse yet, what happens when that face itself becomes the mast-head for a Grand Theft of Identity Kit, when Helen rediviva, “the face that launched a thousand ships,” is itself disassembled into a thousand bits and then vectorized and rebuilt as part of an advertising blitz?  


This masking method is a tried and true way to fool the eye into thinking you are looking through text into a background

Ecstasy and Me

Caught between truths and falsehoods, you are indeed a Woman…