The Bridge Disappears

Fog does the editing for you. Everything behind the second tower is simply gone, and the structure becomes a line drawing.

Two Cups, One Window

One north-facing window, a sheet of white card, and about an hour before the light moves off the table entirely.

Scale, and How to Lose It

There is nothing in a dune field to tell you how big anything is. Then a line of figures crests the ridge and the whole frame snaps into proportion.