A herd of dairy cows had been grazing as we pulled up. By the time we got out of the car and over to the fence, only one of them remained. It steadfastly stared us down, daring us to get closer. Of course we had to stay we were. A layer of barbed wire stands been us and the cow. Just in front of the fence is a twisted bush, and just behind it stands an Ocotillo, its red blossoms waving in the spring winds. The cow is actually very close to us, but my 24mm wideangle lens makes it smaller, linking it to the vast landscape that sweeps towards the storm clouds on the horizon. I count at least six significant subject layers in this photograph, giving it the illusion of depth, creating scale incongruity, and eventually opening up to a grand vista.