After a long drive through a depressed looking Navajo Reservation, I arrived at Zion National Park yesterday eve. I can’t help but be disturbed by the notion of driving from one protected natural space to another via the land we have set aside for the Navajo. The inhabitants of the reservation seemed just as set aside as the land. I’m not sure what to make of this yet. But it is sticking with me so I’ll be thinking about it while making drawings here in Zion.
In the meantime, here are some images of this beautiful place.