Midnight in Gotham

Bathed in neon haze and rain-soaked melancholy, a lone clown smokes under the city lights. His smeared smile, painted in bright red and sorrow, masks a tempest of emotion simmering just beneath the surface. The green of his hair glows against the saturated palette deep crimsons, golds, and electrifying blues while the blurred bokeh of streetlamps hint at a world too loud and too indifferent. A haunting portrait of chaos, isolation, and fragile humanity.