A surreal landscape where the boundaries of perspective are distorted beyond recognition. In the foreground, a twisted, barren tree grows out of a clock that’s melting over a jagged cliff edge. The cliff, however, seems to stretch impossibly into the sky, blending with the clouds as if space and gravity no longer apply. The background morphs into the foreground, with distant mountains that twist and bend toward the viewer, their peaks fluidly transforming into flowing rivers that defy natural physics. The sky above is painted in a dreamlike sunset, with swirling, ethereal colors bleeding into the ground below. In the distance, abstract figures walk on a horizon that loops back into itself, creating a never- ending path. Objects float mid- air, twisting and morphing between forms—what starts as a boulder turns into a fish mid- motion, then seamlessly into a clock. The entire scene feels like a slow, surreal warping of time and space, with the viewer unsure of where the world begins or ends. Everything bends and melts into each other, creating a fluid, dreamlike reality where foreground and background become one