nothing doing

Above the head of the majestic elephant, the sinking sun disappears in a halo aura of shimmering colour. Empty of elements the simplest division of a frame can sometimes have the most information in it. Emulating the mountain as it sits, doing nothing.



Playing havoc with shadows the severely slanting sun beams bend perspective and cast impossible reflections on blank walls.



As if forbidden the vivid lines, like a cage, keep the intensity of the colour trapped behind. Balanced by the darkness in the background of shadows the intensity becomes contrast and nothing becomes something.