SANGRE DE CRISTOS — BLANCA AT DUSK

Blanca at Dusk takes the composition of Blanca and applies pressure until something gives. The sky has broken into red glitch blocks — not weather, not atmosphere, but data corruption happening in real time overhead. The mountain ridges now burn at their edges: cyan, magenta, orange, white, colors that don't occur in nature but feel completely inevitable here. Circuit traces have migrated from the valley into the river itself, the water now carrying signal downstream. This is the same range, the same valley, the same circuit board — but the system is running hot and the artifacts are showing. Whether that reads as apocalyptic or beautiful probably says something about where you're standing when you look at it.