On the inside of a mask

On the dark side of a mask is shown, what can never be seen: a face from its inside – from its tactile inside, which I may perceive only by my senses: the tongue touching the teeth, the air streaming through the nose, the eyes, rolling back and forth in my skull. At the same time the inside of the mask gives the impression of gazing back through its empty eyeholes – an almost insane inverted / introverted, gaze. Given the digital development of surveillance and facial recognition some words by Nietzsche may sound prophetic: “In that state he is (…) like the weird picture of fairy tales, which can turn its eyes and contemplate itself.”