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14．節制
バランス、目的、調和などの意味(本来は) 締切とクオリティの間でギリギリのバランス。エナドリを循環させてペンを握るんだ。
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Her arms are thrown wide and slightly back, both palms open and turned out, elbows bent just enough to keep the pose alive; the white short-sleeved dress pulls taut across her chest at the armholes and gathers at the waist, its skirt and the torn hems at shoulder and hip frayed into loose hanging threads. Dark red soaks through the fabric high on the bodice in a spreading blot and runs in uneven streaks down one side of the skirt. Her hands are held at chest height, fingers spread and curved, each fingernail long and tapered to a clean point with a bare, glossy surface -- ordinary fingertips, nail-like not claws -- and blood coats the pads of her fingers and dries in the cuticles in dark crescents; a longer smear drags up her right forearm from wrist to elbow. From behind her shoulders two large red wings rise and spread beyond the top edge of the frame, layered crimson coverts giving way to long primaries with black tips, one wing lifted higher than the other; a few loose feathers drift down past her hip and one lies across her shoulder, and the wind in the feathers is answered by the slow billow of her torn hem.
Behind her, mid-ground right, a pale stone building rises out of the frame's lower edge -- a tall arched window with dark recessed panes and a slate cornice, moss in the joints, rendered slightly out of focus so it reads as architecture rather than as a subject. Above and behind it the sky takes the upper third: heavy sunlit cumulus with bruised grey underbellies, one break in the cloud letting a hard shaft of daylight rake across her from her left, so the left side of her face, her shoulder and the inner surface of the left wing blaze while the right side of her throat and the far wing fall into deep red shadow; her shadow is thrown long and to her right across the stone paving below, and the paving under her front foot is wet where the blood has dripped and pooled in the seams between slabs. Palette is restricted to black, blood red, bone white and storm grey-blue, nothing else admitted. Painterly cover illustration finish, crisp linework and saturated cel-shading on the figure, atmosphere soft through the clouds. Feverish and carnivorous.
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