Let one window speak
A single upper-left glow names the sitter before the room appears.
Window, flesh, and witness
A Face in Shadow
Brown carries the silence
Umber half-tones hold the chamber’s detail without stealing breath.
Gold arrives sparingly
Honey light touches the cheek, the cuff, and one gilt edge—nothing more.
Every line keeps witness
Etched hatching records doubt, age, and attention in visible strokes.