Job Holds Clay in His Hands

Prompt

Job 10: Job pleads with God: your hands have made me and fashioned me; remember that you have made me as the clay, and will you bring me into dust again? Job sits large and central on the ground in his torn sackcloth, sores on his arms, cradling a lump of wet reddish clay in both open hands and gazing at it with sorrow and longing; beside him lie a few broken pieces of a potter's jar half buried in dust. Warm, soft late-afternoon light, plain desert ground and a clear sky behind. Style: a blend of photo-realism and cinema, like a still from a big-budget film. Bright, rich, saturated, luminous colour, clear daylight or glowing golden light even in dramatic scenes, never murky or muddy, crisp detail, real human faces full of emotion, shallow depth of field, subtle film grain. Simple, uncluttered composition: ONE clear scene from this chapter, with the chapter's main character or characters large, close and central in the upper and middle frame, and a simple background. No montage, no collage, no inset vignettes, no crowd of small figures competing for attention. Historically accurate ancient Near Eastern clothing, architecture and landscape. Keep the bottom quarter of the frame simple and uncluttered (ground, water or sky) so a large chapter number can be set over it. Absolutely no text, no letters, no words, no numbers, no logos, no watermark, no border, no frame.