I think of Canyons, a colorway

Memories of pink, silence, place, and blushing horizons

Colorway is a new addition to Creative Nourishment — an additional, monthly essay for paid subscribers with deeper dives into memories, practices, and colors in the Odette Press collections. These essays pair reflections on color and meaning with ways to tend to our lives to take care; later pieces feature recipes, sights, sounds, to connect with each color of note. Today, an essay on memory, landscape, and Canyon Pink. Read to the end for prompts to pair with this color practice, and for a discount code over in the Odette Press shop. I’m glad you’re here.

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“Come quickly. You mustn’t miss the dawn. It will never be just like this again.”
― Georgia O'Keeffe

White Sands, New Mexico, 2018

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What I remember first and most is the silence of the canyon — that and the pink wide sky. First hints of flowers speak to this pink: a quiet dust-laden rose, the first and last flushes of blushing. Pink the color of yearning. A sky and a drive and a desert that feel as though they stretch on silent, forever, and endless.