City Moves

I recently photographed a dance show entitled "City Moves". It was a collaboration of Las Vegas Strip performers, CSN and others and it was fantastic. I was asked to provide photography for the event, and this is what I produced:

I can't take even half the credit for these, because the choreographers, dancers, stage lighting, and a long list of other people are responsible for most of the artwork here.

The Occupation

I headed out to Occupy Las Vegas last night for their first night of physical 'occupation'. It was very interesting. There's a lot of heart in the movement, and they're very accepting of new people and new ideas. They're part of the overall Occupy movement, but they're not afraid of doing things differently than other Occupations.

Here are some photos for your viewing pleasure:

In an effort to...

...keep this thing updated I now share with you a seriously unguided post. It's a good idea to have a direction when you post something. It keeps readers engaged, and lets them know where something is going. You do not have that luxury (Unless you're me, which is more likely. In which case you know exactly where this is going.)

Lost *spoilers*

I know. I'm the last person on earth to watch Lost, but shut up. I'm halfway through the final season and I'm realizing that LOST is MYST. Just think about it.

Occupy Wall St.

I definitely knew this thing would be big. And I want to be involved, but then again I also want to eat, and pay rent.



Oh! Road Rage.

What the hell is up with people. So I cut off some guy the other day. He followed me for two miles. And when I got to somewhere I had to stop he pulled in front of me and got out of his car. Walked stormed over to me and began yelling incoherently. I (from the safety of my locked car) told him that I had indeed already said I was sorry for cutting him off. Then he began hitting my window with great force. I think he might have hurt himself. My window is fine. Then he kicked my car. I think he hurt himself there too. My door is not fine.

Anywho. I'll post some photos of something sometime. This blog needs some pretty rectangles.

Tense.

Ever step up to a ledge, be it the edge of a cliff or the edge of a swimming pool, and feel your body prepare? Not a physical tensing of the muscles, that's what happens *next*. What I'm describing is anticipation I guess, but the raw feeling. It's this transition moment of potential I'm pointing to.

That's what I feel sometimes in my head. It's infuriating sometimes, getting past that ledge. I'll just wait and wait and the revelation won't come. Then, later by some magic what it is will come to light. Usually after I've moved on.

This is similar to another phenomenon I also find frustrating. This one is this sudden onset of a mental pause. It's like I come to a log across my path. And I stop. And I look at it wondering what it is. And I can't get past it. Then I realize it's freaking log and just climb over it.

This happens with simple things like, say, applesause. I'll be stoked about eating some applesause. Freakin awesome delicious applesause. Then I get sidetracked by something else momentarily, like a news story, or a bunny. Then, for all the salt in the sea I can't remember what it is I wanted to do. I'll sit there. Staring in the direction of what I wanted to do. "It's that way." I'll think to myself. "It was....tasty?" Time passes, I have no idea how much, Then, pow, I remember.