A man - who for all intents and purposes is advancing forward - but appears to be caught up between a hill of flowers in the foreground and some kind of grid behind him.
The flowers are a mixture of stylized florals, some colorful, some black and white. The man's legs are absorbed into this flower world, making this his one and only way forward.
The grid is made up by the structural skeleton of a tent, its yellow fabric draping in folds in some places and allowing the light to come through in others.
It is in the shadow of this protective tent that a symbiosis between man and flower is occurring, giving power to both.