"Freedom," Shen Yuan repeats, his mouth quirking. An ironic choice, when they're all trapped in a Mansion unable to return to their worlds, but—isn't it true, of all of these literary characters? Set free from the boundaries of their narratives? Luo Binghe was free to come out, after all, and maybe Aleksander is free to change his course from one which he has learned recently may doom him.
Still—how to represent freedom, when the man is also dressed as he is—his outfit is gorgeous and rich, but hardly loose or casual. The pose is good—Aleksander is clearly used to staging himself in such a way as to attract the eye, and he likes how casual and comfortable he looks—but the composition needs something else.
The ballroom they're in has large glass doors along one wall, leading out to a balcony space. They'd been part of the reason Shen Yuan chose this room, for the light they let in, but he crosses to them now and opens them to the autumnal morning. Without bothering to tell Aleksander to get up, he effortlessly drags the setee and sitter together over so they're framed by the open doors. "Let me know if you get cold," he says, and returns to his easel, picking it up to move it so he has the right angle.
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Date: 2023-12-08 04:13 pm (UTC)Still—how to represent freedom, when the man is also dressed as he is—his outfit is gorgeous and rich, but hardly loose or casual. The pose is good—Aleksander is clearly used to staging himself in such a way as to attract the eye, and he likes how casual and comfortable he looks—but the composition needs something else.
The ballroom they're in has large glass doors along one wall, leading out to a balcony space. They'd been part of the reason Shen Yuan chose this room, for the light they let in, but he crosses to them now and opens them to the autumnal morning. Without bothering to tell Aleksander to get up, he effortlessly drags the setee and sitter together over so they're framed by the open doors. "Let me know if you get cold," he says, and returns to his easel, picking it up to move it so he has the right angle.