"When dawn spreads its paintbrush on the plain, spilling purple... ," Sons of the Pioneers song from TV show "Wagon Train." Dawn on the mythic Santa Fe Trail, New Mexico, looking toward Raton from Cimarron. -- Clarkphoto. A curmudgeon's old-fashioned newspaper column, cross-breeding metaphors and journalism and art, for readers in 150 countries.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Storm on the Llano Estacado
Watercolor, inspired by fast-moving clouds on the Llano Estacado, the "Staked Plains" of west Texas, where it's so flat a walking man could be lost forever. It's wild country, even with irrigation and settlement. The wind never stops, and without irrigation, the white man would not last. Besides fence posts and a gate with a trace of ruts the only relief is in the caprock country and Palo Duro Canyon, and most of all, in the towering clouds.
That's brewing in my coffee pot.
Labels: Llano Estacado