The frog woke inside a perfume bottle worth more than any pond it had ever known.Beyond the glass, the world was flat and loud. Colors arrived in blocks—hot pink, electric blue, sharp yellow—repeating the bottle, the frog, the frog, the bottle, again and again. The frog realized it was an image now. Not rare, not sacred—reproduced.People did not look at it to see a frog. They looked to recognize the bottle.The frog stayed still. Stillness, it learned, was valuable. 40x60 cm Chromalux HD Metal