SANGRE DE CRISTOS: COLORADO

Full summer over the Sangre de Cristos, pushed one stop hotter than the Neon variant of the same range. The gold here is denser: a heavy amber that pools in the valley: and the hot pink of the lower slopes burns through it with more conviction. The circuit traces have gone nearly monochrome with the sky, dissolved into the light until only their geometry gives them away. Of all the color states in the series, this is the warmest and the loudest: the range at the exact moment the day tips from bright into unbearable, when the snowpack still reads cyan but everything around it is running at maximum signal.