When I was learning to paint watercolors in high school, the sky often spoke to me, clouds begging to be represented in a wash of grays and blues. Out for a walk a few evenings back, I saw this sky and wondered if some artist somewhere was watching the same pattern in the clouds and thinking, “I’ve got to paint this sky.”

Do quieter sunsets speak to you? Or do you only listen when the sunsets are bold and loud with their colors?

Join me in the hunt for beauty?
Where do you see beauty in a broken world? There’s still time to add your own images during what’s left in the 31-day journey. Please feel free to comment below with your Instagram handle, and tag your Insta posts with #beautyinabrokenworld. You’ll find me there @pixofhope.