Yesterday, driving back from a small city in Utah with a very good friend of mine. I was once again caught in the skies ever tightening grasp to hold my attention. And in total bluberish tried to portray to this friend the vast difference in the sky before us and the one that I would stare into in Malaysia. Needless to say it wasn't my most eloquent explanation of events. Now I know it's the same sky there and here and even though I was deficient at that moment in explaining to my friend the great difference as I saw it I think I have had a break through.
Utah's sky is melancholy, spacious and distant. Beautiful like it would last for ever as you road towards the horizon. It's a cowboys sky, free, lawless and wide stretched out forever over red rocks and golden fields. A place to stretch, hold your arms out and throw back your head. In contrast the Malaysian sky is warm and inviting like you could reach up and instantly be apart of it. Wrapping itself around the dense green foliage; it surrounds you beckons you to step into a dream world that is tribal. Wild with color but comforting and protective like a dome it restrains the savage jungle below.
That does not really do it justice. so for back up I included some pics.
They say pictures are worth a thousand words. right?
Utah Malaysia
