The war, never mentioned explicitly in the text, is lightly gestured at in Janet's pictures: a bombed-out building in the far distance; a gas-mask box hanging off the end of a bed-knob; the poignancy of the father dressed in uniform as he kisses his baby son goodnight at the end of the story.
Masks — boxes and boxes of them — were stored in a nearby room.
Art historians research and teach everything from paintings, sculptures and the grandest buildings ever constructed to death masks, boxing photography, or, in my particular case the history of tattooing.
During Underground, from Waits's 1983 album Swordfishtrombones, a man wearing a gas mask and boxing gloves pounds on a plank balanced across a tin bath.
The modernist building has boxy orange windows jutting out from a gray stucco facade that masks the boxes behind it.
Its three shops cover a range of quality crafts: El Jumil carries masks, jewelry boxes, and other artwork from Guerrero, Zihuatanejo's diverse state; La Zapoteca sells deliciously soft angora rugs and Costa Libre specializes in traditional embroidered cotton clothing.
You ended up with a mouth full of crumbles of charred weed masked in box-quality brownies, and the only thing that got high was your oven.
Moments later, though, he's flouncing around in an Incredible Hulk mask, clutching a box of Ferrero Rocher, and one is left to wonder: was the panic faked, and is the chaos planned?
Even tiny publisher Dark Horse ($20 million sales), with obscure characters like Concrete and Hellboy, bagged profits from the 1994 Jim Carrey comedy The Mask ($321 million worldwide box office).
