a colossal pine cone standing on end, standing alone at enormous scale, buckled into stacked overlapping lobes, every lobe's surface layered in fine horizontal strata that step across the breaks between them. It fills the upper two thirds and meets unbroken deep green turf running to both edges, the form rising straight out of it, the ground plain and calm while every flute on the form stays razor-sharp. a bone-white form against a cobalt sky over deep green turf, the green the only saturated thing in frame. hard raking sun near the horizon, an empty cobalt sky, and the form's shadow stretched the full width of the frame. one person alone in a red coat, walking in profile across open ground, tiny. Awe held completely straight — a photograph of something impossible, taken calmly at midday. full rich colour across the whole frame with every surface carrying its own real hue, but nothing pushed to maximum intensity and nothing neon or electric, colour deep and true rather than bright, highlights clean and small with no blown-out white areas, deep shadow present