Zion National Park holds many beautiful treasures to the fortunate person able to behold her splendor. I have always been fascinated by the elegant white blossoms of the thistles that grow along the roadside in mid July. You dare not touch them as they are full of thorns that scream 'stay away', and yet they are so lovely with their pure white petals and silky appearance with just a touch of yellow gold at the center.
I set up my easel in one of the most beautiful areas of the park. I loved it because the day was just recovering from a thundershower and the mountain ridges were caught in a symphony of golds and lavender and raw sienna passages that were framed by the waning of the storm clouds giving rise to delicate rays of the sun that colored the mountains with a silvery light.
Contrasts of color and value add interest to paintings and to life. Like the primitive beauty of the thistles, the magic of this moment only lasts fleetingly. It is up to each of us to take the time out of the chaos that surrounds our busy lives to enjoy the moment and be alive in it right then and right there. Some of these moments are caught by a memory or a photograph or an artists painting and live on to add inspiration and a bit of beauty to our lives. For these precious moments I am grateful!
The primitive beauties of the high desert.
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