Wandering Fremont Street at 2am, giggling on mushrooms. I became entranced by the light patterns of the old casino signs. It was simple, yet so magical how the colors danced across the building. They were alive! But it was just blinking lights. I began to imagine how I could bring my paintings alive just by changing the colors. That thought sent me down a week-long rabbit hole, feverishly creating 111 different frames of one single painting.

“Vegas Nights”, more than just blinking lights.