ENSOR (1860-1949). DEATH

Death in shroud, death in white, but a death in the nave of insane, quite alive, among us. On the other characters, masks, caps, and make-up to dissimulate our true face, but death appears alone, without artifice, because, against it, one can nothing. Ensor had a fear and simultaneously a fascination of death.

ENSOR. MASKS

ENSOR surrounded by crowd of people hidden, mysterious, strange, through sinister masks, where the fears take forms as many than individuals. The death is inside us, whatever is the style of life we give ourselves.

And death, in top on the left, always present everywhere, for not that it is forgotten... The make-up, the masks, the caps, the scarves, the beard... as much of signs which hide the true nature of people, and ENSOR emphasizes on each one of these faces the torments which undermine each one.