I don’t remember ever wondering whether the Evil Eye had a face. For me, it was always a form that functioned according to its assigned duty. A protective tool. The bigger and more important your object, the more protection it needs. I remember once covering my new bag with evil eye stickers in middle school and the time I saw a huge truck with a big evil eye spray-painted on its side. The Evil Eye cannot function by itself; it needs to be attached to something else to become active. After all, it has a responsibility. I tried replicating the same form on my computer using an Adobe program once. It looked very lonely against the grey background. Without having any material to latch onto, it had no obligation to perform. I felt the pressure to create its pair.