A pine cone falling from high branches through thick, warm summer air, captured in the silent moment before touching the dry, whitish underbrush burned by the Roman summer. No witnesses, only stillness and heat. The scene evokes timelessness and rebirth, suggesting that perhaps one day, a new pine may grow. Rendered in the style of classic Pointillism, with delicate dots of color, soft light, and a balanced composition. Ratio 1:1. See more