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ArtistThe Scene: a figure draped and wrapped head to toe in a yellow silk sheet stands faced towards An endless, impossibly flat highway stretches towards a horizon where lavender sky melts into peach. Above, clouds aren't fluffy white, but sculpted from spun sugar and bruised twilight. From their undersides, instead of rain, solid rainbows fall. Not gentle arcs, but jagged shards, crystalline spears, and shimmering ribbons of pure, liquid light – crimson, gold, emerald, violet – tumbling silently towards the earth. The Highway: The asphalt is gone. In its place, a vast, flawless mirror. It reflects the kaleidoscope sky and the falling rainbows with perfect, cold clarity. Across this liquid silver expanse, glowing yellow lines pulse with an inner light, not painted on, but grown from the mirror itself, like luminous veins.
A figure shrouded in yellow silk stands before a surreal highway of flawless mirror, reflecting a lavender and peach sky. Jagged rainbows cascade down, illuminating the scene with vibrant colors.