From a high vantage point on the Blue Ridge Parkway, the full breadth of the southern Appalachians unfolds in one breathtaking exhale, ridge after hazy ridge dissolving into a peach and amber sky draped with brooding storm clouds catching the last or first light of day. A tiny red tent marks the summit of the nearest bald, almost swallowed by the scale of the surrounding wilderness, and a solitary hiker picks their way up the winding trail below it through tawny grasses that glow like copper wire in the diffused mountain light. The smallness of both figures against the enormity of the landscape is the whole story told without a single word.
This is a print about perspective in every sense of the word. It reminds anyone who stops to look at it just how vast and ancient these mountains are, and just how good it feels to be a small moving figure in a very large, very beautiful place. Expansive enough to anchor an entire room and layered enough to reward every return visit.
