An enormous canvas — taller than a building — stands in the middle of a barren cracked desert at golden hour. The painting on it is almost complete: a hyperrealistic landscape of a lush green forest. But at the edges of the painted forest, the paint is actively peeling away and the trees are crawling off the canvas into the real desert — painted trees becoming three-dimensional, roots cracking into the dry earth, leaves casting real shadows. A tiny human figure stands at the base of the canvas looking up, dwarfed by its scale, unsure whether to step into the painted world or pull the trees back. The boundary between painted and real is the most detailed part — half flat brushstroke, half living texture. On the wooden frame of the canvas, Vertical 9:13 format. Ultra photorealistic, 8K, no text overlays, cinematic color grading.
