Brushstrokes in the Painted Desert
As we follow our path across the Painted Desert south of Tuba City, Arizona, we observe the maize colored sand running from the edges of high terrain into the desert as if pulled by the splayed hairs of a brush. The desert takes its name from the colors displayed on its exposed surfaces, but the texture of the terrain amplifies the metaphor and we are drawn into the painting. It is no wonder that the desert, despite its barren nature, holds such a romantic place in our imaginations.
The Aerial Horizon 