canonverse stanislav rubin strikes me as a guy who'd ride a horse with his heels up. you know what i mean. deeply unsettling stuff. seat balance shifted forward, almost nosediving, always needing the speed of the steed lest he stumbles down. a "fuyant", avoidant type of posture. very commanding hands too, very close to the withers, into his own lap. or, equally, very high on the neck to spur the beast forward, throwing flow and a distinct "lack" forth, sending forth speed like a battering ram. cavalry charge. disruptive style!
















