The mask of silence. Lines and grids mark a face that says less than it conceals. It is the cloak of restraint: the disguise of stillness worn so as not to disturb others with what we truly feel. The face appears as a minimal stroke, almost absent, held together by lines that barely hint at gestures. The grid that runs across it seems like an attempt to contain the ungraspable: the intimate, the unnamed, what remains paused behind the expression. “Traced Silence” speaks of the way we inhabit forced calm, of how the body and face can become a space where the unsaid accumulates. A mask that reveals the weight of silence as much as its power.