Carl Fredricksen standing with his cane, looking slightly grumpy

Carl Fredricksen stands upright, both hands gripping the handle of his cane, his expression slightly annoyed. His thick eyebrows are furrowed, and his mouth is set in a straight line as if he’s waiting for something—or someone—to explain themselves. His signature brown suit should be shaded carefully, with darker accents to show the folds in the fabric. His cane, a sturdy wooden one with four small rubber feet, should be colored in light gray with a soft metallic shine on the handle.