We were deep inside the bowel of the Upper Antelope Canyon in Page, Arizona. Sunlight was minimally trickling in between the slot canyon. The draft of cool, refreshing air gushing inside was in contrast to the hot, dry gusts outside. Our movements were slow like we were walking on sacred ground. The contrast between darkness and light was dramatically highlighting the scars on the canyon walls.

Random photographs of our past travels. Memories found and captured in a photograph.