Mesa magic

"Mesa Magic at Day's End," 7 x 10 no-brush watercolor, 140 lb. cold press paper

Part of the magic of the West, especially the Southwest in New Mexico, is that you can see time.
 Geology's open book entrances me, as I consider the geologic forces and deep time that formed the dramatic  landscapes. Add the brilliant light, and the colors, the landforms jump at you, if you only look and imagine.
Those landscapes always remind me of how small, and insignificant homo sapiens is, of how brief our existences and life spans are.
Thus the magic of the landscapes is more than just the beauty and imagination, but it also allows us to travel in time, the rock strata mere time zones.
Thus today's no-brush watercolor, the colors and light and dramatic forms of the Southwest near the end of another day.
Another in my series of peaceful magic and color during pandemic pandemonium

(The word "mesa" is Spanish for "table," and these landscapes were named by the Conquistadores, a brief 500 years ago.)