A colossal seashell the size of a stadium lies coiled on open tarmac, swept into one tight spiral unwinding across the frame. Its surface fluted into overlapping cream ribs, every rib edge razor-sharp and catching. It fills the right two thirds, sitting directly on the flat dark tarmac. Every rib sharp, the tarmac plain and empty. One man alone in black walks past the base, tiny. Hard high sun from the right, one long shadow bar running left. crystal-clear air, no haze, natural colour under a deeply saturated cobalt sky, hard raking sun, high contrast, no film grain