Minimalist oil-painted head closeup of a faceless android, ajpasbot. The smooth dome is cold, pale gray, almost white—blank, except for one simple, stark image: a single red ladybug, painted flat and small, sitting low and off-center, under a fading gray wash. The background is muted: chalky textures, soft shadows like dusk. The ladybug is the only color—bright crimson, matte black spots—but even its red seems dulled by silence. No golden lines. No flourishes. Just isolation. There are no vines, no curls, no patterns—just negative space. The oil strokes are wide and sparse, like a fading memory or a sigh. The insect casts a long, lonely shadow across the dome’s curve. It looks like it's trying to escape—but remains motionless. This is not a celebration. It's a meditation on absence, the weight of stillness, and the loneliness of being decorated when there is no one left to look.