Wind onshore 25.6 GW dominates the right half and background as vast rows of three-blade turbines on lattice towers stretching across a flat March landscape with bare brown fields and leafless hedgerows; wind offshore 6.2 GW appears as a distant cluster of turbines on the far-right horizon above a grey sea sliver. Brown coal 9.1 GW occupies the left quarter as three massive hyperbolic cooling towers with thick white-grey steam plumes merging into the overcast, beside a lignite conveyor and open-pit edge. Natural gas 5.2 GW sits centre-left as two compact CCGT blocks with tall single exhaust stacks trailing thin heat shimmer. Hard coal 2.7 GW appears as a smaller coal-fired station with a single rectangular cooling tower and coal stockpile, tucked behind the gas plant. Solar 8.5 GW is rendered centre-right as a large field of aluminium-framed crystalline silicon panels reflecting only dull grey light, no sunshine visible. Biomass 4.2 GW shows as a mid-sized wood-chip facility with a rounded silo and low steam vent near the centre. Hydro 1.4 GW appears as a small run-of-river weir with turbine house in the lower foreground beside a cold river. The sky is entirely overcast — a uniform heavy blanket of thick grey stratus clouds pressing low, no sun disk visible, daylight diffuse and flat, consistent with 08:00 full daylight under 100% cloud cover. The atmosphere feels heavy and oppressive, subtly conveying the high electricity price. Temperature is 3.4°C: frost edges on puddles, breath-mist near any human figures, dormant brown-grey vegetation, patches of old snow in shadows. Wind is moderate — turbine blades visibly turning, bare branches bent slightly. Highly detailed oil painting in the tradition of 19th-century German Romantic landscape painters — rich layered colour palette of slate greys, umber browns, and cold steel blues — visible impasto brushwork, atmospheric aerial perspective with industrial haze, meticulous engineering accuracy on every turbine nacelle, cooling tower profile, and PV panel frame. The composition has the grandeur and melancholy of a Caspar David Friedrich industrial sublime scene. No text, no labels.