I wondered out into the desert of Tuson, AZ. On the horizon I saw a majestic white glow, slowing rising from the sand. It seemed that the Tajha Mahl had been transported to me. The building was San Xavier Mission. The ceiling was enthralling with its reoccurring arches. The longer I stayed, the colors changed with the sun.
Photo: color 14×11
Frame: 19×25, color black
Mat: Gold on Beige
Back: dust cove, wall bumper, wire hanger
I wondered out into the desert of Tuson, AZ. On the horizon I saw a majestic white glow, slowing rising from the sand. It seemed that the Tajha Mahl had been transported to me. The building was San Xavier Mission. The ceiling was enthralling with its reoccurring arches. The longer I stayed, the colors changed with the sun.
Photo: color 14×11
Frame: 19×25, color black
Mat: Gold on Beige
Back: dust cove, wall bumper, wire hanger
