Light Riff
At the carnival, I made believe my camera was a painter’s brush…or the conductor’s baton.
For the Zen Assassin
Las Vegas for Kids
What happens on the merry-go-round, stays on the merry-go-round.
Full Circle
What makes you feel young again?
I wasn’t your usual kid. The carnival didn’t impress me. It was dusty and loud. The rides seemed unsafe. Except for cotton candy, the food was forgettable. But for a photographer, the carnival is a treasure chest. Neon lights. Smiling children. The scarred faces of carnies. Stuffed animals and rubber duckies. It’s all visual cotton candy! I snap pictures incessantly, hopping and skipping like the normal kid I finally have become at 46.
Enso Monkey 