In Las Vegas, I found that everyone was an impersonator, trying to live up to an iconic American dream never quite within reach, while Vegas itself lurched out of its identity as a symbol of escape, into a destination for vacationing families. I first encountered Vegas in 1990, and was married there in 1995. Since then, I’ve gone back many times, fascinated by its iconography, and the people who live out their fantasies there in what I think is the most American of cities. I captured the whimsical old flying saucer-shaped Las Vegas Convention center three days before its demolition to make way for the new corporate Vegas.
This work was originally presented to the public in my solo show “LOST VEGAS” at Opaque Gallery in Manhattan in 2006.