Have you seen those landscape paintings that people make of the southwest? All pastels, hues of purple shadows gripping the sides of sunburned rock, with a splash of cactus green or sun-stripped bone. I'll admit, not a painting genre that I've ever been a fan of, as growing up in Colorado I did see a lot of it. But the thing is, that's what it actually looks like in New Mexico. It feels like being in a live painting. I couldn't quite get my camera to capture the muted tones of the skies meeting the mountains meeting the planes, where everything is hard and soft at the same time and just eerily beautiful. But here's what I did get of the Rio Grande Gorge, Bandolier National Monument and Kasha Katuwe Tent Rocks of New Mexico.