I spent a year living in Las Vegas as a young teenager. My family moved there from Great Britain. The contrast between the two landscapes was startling: From lush, green, humid terrain with ancient architecture and well-groomed gardens to dry, barren desert and Sin City glitz. Children are adaptable and impressionable, and I was no exception. Thinking of the artists—sign makers, architects, musicians, entertainers, and chefs—who design, create, and work in the big boxes filled with gambling machines fascinated me. For entertainment on a Saturday night my family would drive down Fremont Street and Las Vegas Boulevard to look at the gaudy lights. We didn’t get out of the car, just drove and appreciated the onslaught of flashing neon. I would fall asleep afterwards with the visions of dancing neon cowgirls and innumerable neon fonts flashing in my mind and the wonder how and why the city was built. The Neon Boneyard is an acreage dedicated to collecting, preserving, and exhibiting neon from days gone by. Each sign exhibits artistic and design traits from individual sign makers. The boneyard chronicles the changes and trends in sign design and technology from the 1930’s to present day. To walk through the exhibit is to unearth a time capsule. It’s been a half century since I lived in Vegas, and many of the signs in the Neon Boneyard are ones that created an indelible impression on my young mind as my parents drove our 1968 Chevrolet Impala station wagon. The photographs in The Neon Boneyard show come from my visit to the past and my appreciation for the power great design has the human psyche.