In the heart of a neon- lit desert, a band of animated prickly pear cacti performs a soulful jazz concert. The towering cactus double bass player plucks its strings with long, thorny fingers, while the saxophonist, a spiraled succulent with glowing spines, sways with the rhythm. A tiny, round cactus on the drums taps out a beat with its stubby, spiky arms, sending bursts of golden pollen into the air. The audience—made up of desert creatures like armadillos, coyotes, and floating jellyfish- like tumbleweeds—sways in time with the music. The backdrop is an endless desert under a giant, glowing full moon, with deep blue and purple hues blending into the golden sand. The sound of music seems almost visible, swirling through the air in the form of glowing cactus petals and shimmering dust
easynegative, No mechanical elements, no sci-fi cybernetics, no horror or grotesque features, no dull or empty landscapes, no lack of color.
