Full-length view, the entire figure visible from head to feet, standing upright and centered — a divorced father in his early fifties, medium-tall with a slightly heavier, barrel-chested build and a softening midsection. Square jaw shadowed with greying salt-and-pepper stubble, thinning dark hair combed back, deep frown lines, tense brow and guarded, tired hazel eyes. Arms crossed defensively over his chest, shoulders rigid, weight shifted onto one hip, mouth pressed into a hard line of pent-up frustration. He wears a wrinkled untucked pale-blue dress shirt with sleeves shoved up, loosened dark tie, charcoal trousers and scuffed brown leather lace-up shoes. A pale band marks where a wedding ring used to be. He stands in a dim, cluttered suburban living room with a cold half-drunk coffee mug nearby, late-evening grey light through the blinds.
