Speaking of indigo, I think I go through more blue paint when I’m in the San Juans than I do anywhere else. I don’t think I’ve been anywhere that has so many different shades and hues of blue in one place. Capturing anything that comes remotely close to what I see there is a big challenge.

Good thing there are plenty of rainy days up there—which makes the landscape flatten out a little, and give my brain a break.