Color Wars

The sun sets and a daily, losing battle begins under the crystal-clear Atacama skies. Red, orange, yellow, pink, blue, purple and every shade in between - a curtain of colors fighting for supremacy only to give way to the suffocating black of night. But until that moment when the very last ray of light falls on the Atacama salt flats...


As much as the war is in vain, these rays of light have allies. Newfound strength is always present in the salt-water mirrors of the Salar the Atacama.

I imagine that fighting the dark might seem easier if you double your efforts...