Before us is a majestic mountain landscape, the morning sun colored the stones pink, only a piece of blue sky is visible. If you look up, your head will spin from the frightening height of steep rocks. Who among us was not amazed by the pristine beauty of the mountains, their calm grandeur and mysteriousness.
What kind of legends have people not composed, what poems have poets not admired for their magnificence! Artists, whom God himself has given into his hands a tool for capturing what he saw for centuries, and those do not always win in competition with nature, which created beauty that is not amenable to human talent. Philip Perlstein called his early picture Morning in the Chelly Canyon.