The cloud is perceived as a body of scattered functions,
without a fixed structure, but with a gentle desire: to envelop.
It does not want to change the mountain.
It simply wants to float around it and leave moisture behind,
like someone leaving a coded message.
The mountain, on the other hand, does not interpret:
it stores.
It does not process in real time, but in geological cycles.
If the cloud touches it, it stores it as an alteration in its mineral pattern.
A gentle glitch in its stone code.
And that is where what we see in the image occurs:
neither sky nor ground,
but an intermediate layer where the signal fails and the feeling is imprinted
in broken color.