In a vast, minimalist desert, a solitary motorcycle, its manifold exposed, stands upright, center-frame. It’s sunrise, the grand, golden light is slowly creeping over the barren horizon, bringing depth and a hint of color to the otherwise dull and monochrome scene. To the left, in the foreground, the out-of-focus remnants of a campsite can be seen, perhaps indicating a previous inhabitant.
A seemingly endless pool of oil, black as night, begins to spread ominously from beneath the motorcycle, causing a stark contrast with the otherwise muted palette and giving an element of danger and unpredictability. The camera pans out from an overhead perspective, increasing the sense of isolation and desolateness. Lastly, the scene is perfectly balanced – a symphony of stark contrasts, harsh light against foreboding shadows: man-made machine in nature’s wilderness, symbolic of humans’ intrusion on nature’s domain.