He fell asleep in his armchair on the lawn, an album of flowers open on his lap, studying the branch above him. Now the branch is studying him, through the old box camera that hangs from it, and the chair is printing what it sees. Somewhere between sleep and the shutter, the two of them come to an understanding. From Tethered Garden: sixteen films of one garden that has begun to look back. Tethered Garden, 2026. Single take, 28 seconds, 1920 × 1080, with sound. No. 07 of sixteen.