Any event becomes exciting if you bet money on it. Where will the wheel stop? What card will turn over next? When will the stars align?
I could not spend nine days in Las Vegas without visiting The Strip with camera in hand. Of course I went at night, me and the crowds surrounded by neon and outrageous architecture.
Street photography is never a gamble. The world wants to be photographed. “Look at me! Look at me!” it seems to say. “Over here! Over here!” I listen and go where I am called. Even on a Thursday evening, the Las Vegas Strip is like a carnival. I did not bet a dime but came away a winner.