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I went into the Mojave expecting nothing but dry land and silence. The desert has a way of humbling you. Endless dirt, scrub, and sky that stretches without promise. But that evening, as the sun sank low, the sky told a different story.
Clouds burned orange and violet, streaking the horizon with fire. And there it was, a strange formation hanging above the fading light, shaped like no cloud I’d seen before. For a moment, it looked like a saucer drifting across the heavens. Taken by Trenten Kelley.
• 16×20
• 1.25″ (3.18 cm) thick poly-cotton blend canvas
• Fade-resistant
• Hand-stretched over solid wood stretcher bars
• Mounting brackets included
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order.
I went into the Mojave expecting nothing but dry land and silence. The desert has a way of humbling you. Endless dirt, scrub, and sky that stretches without promise. But that evening, as the sun sank low, the sky told a different story.
Clouds burned orange and violet, streaking the horizon with fire. And there it was, a strange formation hanging above the fading light, shaped like no cloud I’d seen before. For a moment, it looked like a saucer drifting across the heavens. Taken by Trenten Kelley.
• 16×20
• 1.25″ (3.18 cm) thick poly-cotton blend canvas
• Fade-resistant
• Hand-stretched over solid wood stretcher bars
• Mounting brackets included
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order.