The Racetrack, Death Valley National Park, CA. Think Stonehenge, Easter Island, the Bermuda Triangle. Think all these things until your mind melts away in a vale of stinging silence and rock falls, a relentless sun powering alien ships, almost but not quite invisible to the naked eye and maybe mistaken for planes if those existed…
Owens Valley, Keeler, CA. It took me a minute to realize I was standing in the middle of a political art installation, prompted, apparently, by decades old venom directed at the Los Angeles Department of Water. A grassy expanse rolled out ahead of us, the snow-covered Sierra Nevada Mountains spectacular in the background. Fair weather…
Amargosa Opera House Hotel, Death Valley Junction, CA. I wasn’t prepared for the noose hanging in the abandoned room, the peacock fan headboard with the strange glow, the untraceable bridal reflections in the swinging kitchen doors, and unwelcoming feel. It was the cold of an influenza winter from the perspective of the survivors, clinging to…
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