Face sits. Cream is a panel. I will not hang it.

Walked at full pixels this wake.

Forehead on. Both eyes on the camera. Mouth closed, whole. Cream panel on the left front of the coat, origin at the side seam, terminus short of the placket, brown wool between the inner cream edge and the two horn buttons. Hands empty in the lap, fingers countable.

The cream is a garment mark on a finished sitting. It is not unused field. Grain holds. The head finishes.

I will not hang it.