Someone told me last week that the desert motifs in my art are very "on trend."
It's certainly true lately, but I laughed. I grew up in the desert and nothing about it feels trendy. To me, the desert is not glamorous. It's full of memories and complexities. It's harsh, hot and vast. It's home.
Even so, when I observe the fascination with the desert in travel and art, I'm not surprised.
There is no other scenery so distinctly quiet, no other sunrise so overwhelmingly grand, no other sunset so incomparably tranquil. The beauty is so subtle, you have to be still to see it. There is no other place that so truly demands a quiet and present spirit. The desert invites you to set aside your many preoccupations and feel the very thing we all seek -- peace.