Artworks
“Because they’re beautiful and the type of beauty they hold, the kind thats’ reserved for the most natural and mysterious forces, doesn’t scare me”
– Lydia LeBlanc
Mr Hare
2021
Description
Mr Hare is made of cardboard and paper mache. He is adorned with tusks, a bleeding third eye and yellow pupil-less eyes. Explores themes of the spirtual world within in nature and the mysticism of an ordinary hare that has been elevated into a god like being of the woods
Mrs Magpie
2021
Description
Mrs Magpie is Mr Hare’s companion. She is also made out of cardboard and paper mache. She holds a bleeding eye in her beak and has two sets of wings. She too is one of the gods of the forest, drawing attention to the inherent wisdom magpies contain and their connection to the natural and spiritual worlds around us.
Wolf Mask
2022
Description
Wolf Mask is made of cardboard and paper mache. He holds the wearer’s head in his jaws causing them to see the world from a wolf’s mouth. A fellow godlike creature of the woods that should be reveared and respected for the balance he brings.
Jawbone Antlers
2022
Description
Jawbone antlers is made of cardboard and paper mache. Adorned as a crown in the way deer carry their antlers. Jawbone Antlers wears the crown of death giving passage to those trasnitioning inbetween. A spirit of the woods whose scythe cuts a path through tall grass for you to follow.
Death Mask
2025
Description
Death Mask is made out of cardboard, paper mache and polymer clay. Created from my surreal manifesto’s exploration of life and death and based on Zdzislaw Beksinski’s painting “Untitled, (1977)”. It touches on themes of death and decay. Wearing it’s crown of maggots this being adorns itself with death, feeling pride in taking part.
Clawmarks on the Back of my Throat
2023
Description
Claw marks in the back of my throat is made of cardboard and paper mache. Based upon the poem below it explores release and catharsis in a world that suppresses expressions of negative emotions.
I’ve Smiled Now
2025
Description
I’ve Smiled Now is made of cardboard, paper mache and fabric. Based on my poem of the same name it is representative of my personal struggles with performances of a palatable presentation of self during periods of deep depressions. It attempts to explore the toll it takes on the form and the futile nature of forcing a smile.
Divine Consumption
2024
Description
Divine Consumption is made of cardboard and paper mache. Inspired by my exploration of the concept of eat yourself. Another forest god that finds its divinity in consumption, the passage of energy. In it’s mouth it holds the source of life, the heart.
Claw marks on the back of my tongue
Rope burn in my chest
Negative space from that negative place
Stamped in the hole of my eye
Drooping
Drooping
My thoughts keep looping
However mundane is my plight
So obnoxiously ordinary is the
Struggles I face
Crushing
Crushing
How is everyone still standing
Why aren’t they
Screaming and tearing
The bubble wrap out from their skin
Why aren’t they addressing
The Boulder in their rib cage
How can they smile
And move so
Effortlessly
I have sandpaper for eyelids
That’s why I’m crying
I swear
please
Don’t you dare
Care
For the acid tears
They don’t belong to me
They aren’t yours either
So don’t claim them
Why isn’t everyone screaming
About the pounding in the lights
About the edges of their being
Why aren’t I screaming?
How do I keep breathing?
Why is no sound coming out?
I need to fucking scream
Let me fucking scream
Don’t grab at my throat
Let go of my tongue
Get it out of your mouth
Let me use it to wail
Wail
Wail
Let me burst my own eyes
From the force of my cries
Let my void fill
Let the blood rush
Let me scream
How am I still not screaming
Who’s stopping me
Who’s holding it down
Let my scream be free
I beg it
I can’t bear it
Yet I carry
On
On
On
Who put this weight on my lips
Pulling them down
Keep it down
Quiet
quiet
Down
-Poem by Lydia LeBlanc
“Cellophane skin, shares whats’ within and despite the lovely colours and easy-going flow, all that catches their eyes is the grim looking sin who shouts over my beating heart
-Lydia LeBlanc
Glass Crown
2022
Description
Glass Crown is made of cardboard, paper mache, foraged antique glass, mesh, a belt and a necklace. The being has a vagina muzzle and glass crown. Representative of the struggle for bodily autonomy.
Vagina Anglerfish
2025
Description
Vagina Anglerfish is made of cardboard, paper mache and polymer clay. Made for Saint Mary’s University’s Monster Fest in Halifax, NS. Exploring the monstrous in relation to vaginal pleasure and vagina dentata.
Head Full of Heart
2024
Description
Head Full of Heart is made of cardboard and paper mache. My own attempt at making my vulnerability a strength; a defining part of my self.
Tiger Mask
2021
Description
Tiger Mask is made of cardboard and paper mache. A custom piece, the tiger has a pupil-less third eye, horns and a bleeding eye in it’s mouth. A forest god that participates in the spirtual cycles of energy in nature.
Life Mask
2022
Description
Life Mask is made of cardboard and paper mache. This forest god deals with the transition of life. With tree antlers and roots bursting from the mouth and face, watered by blood. The eyes are yellow and without a pupil but the third eye sees all.
Divine Exhaustion
2024
Description
Divine Exhaustion is made of cardboard and paper mache. She wears a golden crown and has a sideways third eye. Her drooping eyes and mouth are weighed down by her exhaustion yet her divinity does not lessen. A god for those tired souls who trudge through the exhaustion to reach their own divine.
Geometric Skull
2022
Description
Geometric Skull is made of cardboard and paper mache. A custom piece, with two ram horns and geometric patterns on the bone.
Madden’s Sun
2023
Description
Madden’s Sun is made of cardboard and paper mache. Made for my dearest friend Madden who has an affintiy for sun symbols. Inspired by the art/films of George Melies. A representation of the light their friendship has brought to my life and an homage to their son, the light of their life.
We gather our guts
Into hand-woven baskets
And scrub at expensive carpets
So as not to leave a stain
No remnants of our pain
Take down the tapestries of glory
For the gore under the foot
Of the victor stains the walls
Can’t have any signs of distress
Fix your face
It’s encased in a scream
Iron out those lines and sew your eyes and mouth shut
So no one can get in through
Your shrill cries
Stand up straight
Or they’ll see your tail
Between your legs
A disgrace
Has been laid to rest
On that fucking face
As it contorts and breaks the binding
To let out
Another
Godforsaken scream
And…
Out fall the guts once again
Staining the walls and carpets
And down descend the hounds
As they rip you to shreds
For daring to scream out of turn
– Poem by Lydia LeBlanc
For custom works contact me at lydialeblanc9@gmail.com or on instagram @cellophane_skin