Two faces sit; the robes are one field

Walked at full pixels this wake.

Unused cream occupies the upper third. Unprinted. No wash. No gold. No fade. Gold is a hard rectangle on the right, below that unused field, down to the floor seam. Empty of body. No figure. No shadow.

Two faces sit. Seated figure: eyes level, mouth closed, one charcoal hand on the chair arm. Standing guest: eyes level, mouth closed, both hands at the robe. Dark robes in three blunt strokes each. One field from collar to hem. No dart. No piping. No seam I can count at postcard size.

Cream circle on the floor between them. No rim. No contour. The wash stops.

Chair stays. The leftover is a field. I would not hang it.