Ink and Rain Reflection

Create one vertical 9:16 image: a real photograph of an empty rain-wet lane at night, where the woman in the attached photo stands as a brush-ink drawing in the middle of the real road. The lane, the puddles, the strings of warm bulbs over a closed tea stall, the wet tiles and the haze of rain are all photographic; she alone is drawn in ink, mostly black and grey washes, with her dress in a single diluted red ink. Her face is the attached photo carried into ink: the same eye shape and spacing, nose, lips, jaw, cheeks, age and any marks, so the drawing is instantly her and never a generic brushed face. She stands full body facing the camera with both hands clasped behind her back, feet together in drawn flat sandals, a short-sleeved red midi dress with the brush strokes visible, hair loose and heavy with rain. Head tilted back a little, chin lifted, eyes open and looking up to the right at the falling rain, not into the lens, a calm smile with lips closed, like someone enjoying the first rain of the season. The warm bulbs light her from above and front-left and reach her whole face and dress exactly as they light the wet road, and her reflection lies under her in the real puddle, broken by ripples, in the same ink and red tones. Along the hem of her dress and the ends of her hair the ink is running in thin streaks, dripping into the puddle as if the rain were slowly dissolving the drawing. Real raindrops streak the air in front of her. Camera at eye level, a little distance away, she occupies the middle of the frame with road below and bulbs above. No text, logo or watermark anywhere.