I'm in Las Vegas of all places, for a birthday celebration of a dear friend. The temperature is lovely. Warm and dry, it also reminds me that yes, it can be hotter than 55 degrees, which so far this year, constitutes a "good" day at home. I must admit that I do find the place pretty overloading to the senses, to say the least. Dark, shiney, humming, flashing, sparkling, disorienting, glaring, overscaled. But happily I have my camera which helps me to capture a particular view of being here, through the filter of a particular lens (no pun intended). And so far this trip has been all about pattern for me. Layer upon layer of pattern, from elaborate carpets in the hotels to old iron work in a restuarant to neon lights at the entrance of a club. Once I get home I'll upload the rest of the images to my flickr site, but for now, here's a little tease.
I'm also hoping to visit a cactus garden before we leave tomorrow. The few cactus I saw on the way in from the airport were in bloom, which is something I haven't seen often or up close. A nice small adventure in a place that feels far, far away from the world I am familiar with.