I am visiting my family in Texas for a few weeks over the Christmas break, and the landscape seems so very different now that my eyes are so used to seeing British and European surroundings. Compared with Europe’s small streets, tall buildings, and London’s ever-present clouds, Texas seems wide, flat, and bright. The sky, unhampered by the rise of the earth or man’s structures, seems to really be the shape of half a globe instead of a flat, dimensionless background.
And two colours stand out as the constant palate here – the enormous blue of the cloudless sky and tan. Whether it’s the natural tan of sun-bleached grass, crunchy to the touch or the manmade, pale colour of the omnipresent highway and suburban mini mall structures, tan seems to be the only colour Texas can manage to contrast with the vivid blue above.