jim owens
There is no bar in downtown Las Vegas with the moniker “After the Apocalypse”, yet. There should be. A speakeasy. Below ground. With a thick roof and solid metal doors. The design of the card below just happened. Playing around with AI in illustrator. You turn on your computer in the morning and there is […]
A quick down and back put me in Southern Nevada for ten days. On the day I arrived it was topping out somewhere in the 90’s. On the day we left it was 106, had just been 112, and was going to be bouncing around in that difficult 106 to 112 range for the foreseeable […]
Ahhhh. Spring has sprung here in Southern Nevada. Ain’t life grand. The backyard critters are doing their Disney-cartoon-themed thing. Desert cottontails, jackrabbits, antelope ground squirrels, small lizards and gambel’s quail are darting in and out and hurriedly criss-crossing the yard. The chipmunk-like squirrels are particularly active munching on petunias, then climbing the ephedra and stripping […]
Back in Park City, Utah. Snow. More snow. Still more snow. Supposed to snow tonight and tomorrow and snow every day and night for the next two weeks. This was the sort of winter we had back in the early and mid-nineties. Back when some years it snowed on the fourth of July. I had […]
Back in Park City again where winter has begun in earnest. I’ve taken a small respite from my crazy regime of walking, four to six miles a day and usually in flipflops and carrying a camera, using the sudden abundant snow here as an excuse. Why flipflops? I have no idea. My nurse practitioner has […]