Ожившая картина, прорастающая в пустыню

An enormous canvas, taller than a building, stands in the middle of a [barren cracked desert] at golden hour. On the canvas is an almost complete painting depicting a [hyperrealistic landscape of a lush green forest]. At the edges of the painted forest, the paint peels away as the trees crawl off the canvas into the desert, turning three-dimensional with roots cracking into the dry earth and leaves casting realistic shadows. At the base of the massive wooden frame, a [tiny human figure] stands looking up, dwarfed by its scale. The boundary between painted and real blends flat brushstrokes into living organic texture. Cinematic lighting, photorealistic details, no text.