In September of this year I road tripped solo to the Great Salt Lake in search of the mythical pink waters that occur when environmental conditions are just right. I spent two nights and three days alongside (sometimes in) the corrosive and sinking salt flats, where the mysterious buoyant lake meets land.
As far as a pandemic travel location goes, this place was a perfect hideaway and playground for my imagination. Very few people were around, so the silence combined with such otherworldly colorful scenery allowed me to fall pleasantly deep into my imagination, seeing color and possibilities for expression like never before. Props include the plastic white chair, the chiffon fabric, the mirrors, and the rainbow umbrella.
The whole experience was incredibly cleansing and illuminating, and there is so much more I could say. However for now, here are some of my favorite images.
