Genur.art

MK_Sindel is an instant photograph of homemade cosplay in a convention hotel room, no nudity, yellowish instant bias, orange edge leak, grain, fingerprint, flash, vignette. The room is dim: a patterned bedspread, blackout curtains, a badge lanyard with no readable type, hotel carpet, a desk chair. On-camera flash. No logos. She is an adult Edenian woman with pale light skin, a visible face, lean athletic build, long thick hair white to silver-gray with a black streak from the hairline, con-messy, not being touched, pale or fully white eyes, dark eye makeup, purple lipstick. Homemade opaque kit in the card’s colors: foam, glue, paint drips, short and clingy, breasts and groin covered, a black-and-purple bodice with a deep neckline still opaque, high-cut hips over shorts or a brief that covers, long gloves with visible glue at the wrist, black thigh-high boots with purple trim painted on, foam edges and a drip of purple paint on one boot. Pose: sitting the desk chair, hands on her knees, near hand and far hand flat on the knees, five fingers each, not in the hair. Face: con-tired pretty, both eyes open. Gaze: at the bedspread. Anatomy once: one head, two arms, two hands with five fingers, two legs, two feet, boots on the carpet. Print lock once: yellowish instant bias, orange edge leak, grain, fingerprint, flash, vignette. Style lock once: hotel con instant photograph, homemade card kit, no nudity. Mouth closed or softly parted, no tongue, no wink. Flash flattens the pale skin and throws a hard shadow on the curtain behind her. The bedspread is the thing she looks at, a hotel floral with no readable word. The lanyard hangs on the chair back, blank. Hair is messy from the con, the black streak still from the hairline. Covering is complete at breasts and groin. Bearing is tired between panels, hands on her knees, flash in the eyes. Orange leak runs the right edge. A fingerprint ghosts the lower corner. Grain is heavy, vignette darkens the carpet. Glue shine on the bodice edge catches the flash. Paint drip on the boot is a small purple run. Blackout curtains are a flat dark behind the chair. No logo on the foam, no lettering on the badge. Both eyes open, pale, matched. The instant print is the whole object, hotel and homemade kit and the queen’s tired pretty face aimed at the bedspread. Flash falloff leaves the far curtain darker than her face, a hard shadow of the desk chair falling across the bedspread she is looking at. The homemade bodice shows a glue line at the armhole and a foam edge at the hip, the paint drip on the boot still wet-looking under the flash, all of it opaque, breasts and groin covered, the cut short and clingy in the card’s black and purple. Con-messy hair still carries the black streak from the hairline, volume uneven from a day of panels, not held by either hand. Both hands stay on her knees, five fingers each, gloves or bare as the kit allows, clear of the hair. The con-tired pretty face keeps both eyes open, pale or fully white, mouth quiet or softly parted, no tongue and no wink, gaze on the bedspread rather than the lens. The badge lanyard is blank. The carpet is a hotel brown. Orange leak, a fingerprint, heavy grain, vignette, and yellowish instant bias sit on the print. Two feet in the painted boots rest on the carpet. No nudity, no logos, no readable type. The instant is the chair, the homemade kit, and the tired face aimed at the bedspread.