While serving as artist-in-residence at the Badlands NP, I came upon these yellow mounds when the park was closed. As a result, I framed the image in my camera while lying on my tummy in the middle of the road. I imagined this ancient formation as tasting of butterscotch and caramel. I saw the mounds as soft, warm, and smooth. But, I felt them as cold, dry, and brittle as I raked the grasses through my fingers. Here is another example of what I call "digital silk" where I printed an under-painting from the photo onto silk crepe de chine before dye painting the final work on top.