I shook my head. "These cliffs here," I indicated the rising pinnacles of warm reddish-brown stone that ringed the glade. "I watched them evolve from what were buildings back in the inhabited regions."
Keith Laumer, The Other Side of Time
Re-reading this book reminded me of the interesting art of Jacek Yerka and Rob Gonsalves. Both specialise in paintings where one portion of a scene morphs surreally into another. I'd characterise Yerka's works as "Dali-esque"; those of Gonsalves, which I personally prefer, are more "Escher-esque" and mathematically formal, in that repetitive motifs transform in a way quite strictly tied to perspective. Gonsalves' Canyon (in which a cityscape melds into a natural canyon as you look further into the distance) and Autumn Architecture (where a heap of leaves becomes a Gothic church) particularly resemble the Laumer quote. Other vaguely book-related examples: Written Worlds and Great Expectations