Part 17 in my Journey to Antarctica. If you enjoy the stories and photos, please comment and let me know!
Antarctica.
For a few days, I lived in a world devoid of most colors. A world dominated by white, black, and blue; but it's enough.
50 shades of gray is nothing compared to the infinite shades of blue that I witnessed. Colors so pure and surreal, that they almost seem to glow. From light cyan that sparked through freshly laid snow, to a deep color that I can only describe as true blue.
As if color was not enough, the subtle water carved shapes and patterns that dot these floating pieces of art vary in infinite designs and complexity. Sparkling diamonds in a sea of diamonds. The textures carved into these sculptures over a millennia create magical patterns that draw in your eye and imagination.
Now, how to get Crayola to recreate these colors...?
