The snow-capped spine of the U.S. and the grandeurs of the West must be seen to be believed. This week FORTUNE readers got the next best thing: pictures of western national parks through the eyes of four artists and a photographer. The photographer won.
The artists had done their best. Surrealist Max Ernst contributed a waxy "translation" of Utah's Bryce Canyon. Jane Berlandina's abstractions of the Sierra peaks were appropriately lonely and cool, inappropriately pretty. David Fredenthal had taken a pack trip into the gouged, crumpled high country of Glacier National Park. Dong Kingman had made Grand Teton Mountain burst like a...
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