Matador in Goldsmith Workshop Madrid

Hard tropical light floods a goldsmith workshop behind a Madrid market lane, illuminating a matador in full regalia. He stands motionless among copper bowls and silver tools, the dry season air holding low-hanging clouds visible through the open street door. Layers of depth recede from his embroidered jacket to the distant workshop shelves. Dust settles on the workbench as the matador waits, his cape folded neatly against his arm. at the edge is a single brass tool resting on the worn wood surface, its handle worn smooth by years of use.