Wes Anderson style, perfectly symmetrical frontal shot, photoreal miniature-diorama look, inside a vast iron foundry hall. A tall lattice steel transmission mast stands dead centre. High on the mast, about twenty metres up, THE BELL from the reference image (the dark rusted war-golem with the huge round brass acoustic horn for a head) is held upright against the lattice by a heavy iron clamp bracket with four pneumatic rams locking its legs; thick black power cables run from the mast into the base of its horn; its horn points down toward the floor. An open-grate iron zigzag staircase climbs the side of the mast to a small gantry platform just below THE BELL. In the lower foreground, a steel service catwalk with an iron handrail crosses the frame horizontally, empty. Background: tiers of dormant rusted automaton chassis hanging from racks, steel truss roof. Flat soft amber light from brass lamps with one amber floodlight on THE BELL, palette ochre, mustard, terracotta, soot black. No text.
