The Beauty of Rocks
We spent the last week in S.E. Utah, a great expanse of pinyon and juniper, slick rock and canyons. Hiking is hard work in places like the Needles section of Canyonlands, Natural Bridges National Monument and Grand Gulch which means that fewer people visit than, say, Moab and Arches.
I am always amazed by the stark beauty of canyon country, an uncompromising place where wind and water have eroded rock over the millennia. And the rock reminds me of the source of all creative inspiration, at least for me, is the natural world.
Whether it’s the small perfection of a sego lily or the red and black streaks of color on a massive canyon wall, I stand in awe. Anything I do creatively is a mere shadow of what already exists in such abundance in the natural world.