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I was born and raised in Las Vegas, NV. I've seen it grow from a small town with questionable values into a sprawling corporate empire with even more questionable values. Unlike some natives, I've never left the town. Two years before the much hyped Centennial, I began painting various Las Vegas related images. Originally, I was exploring what I could achieve in the realm of a still life. This expanded to include the lost casinos of old. Iconic family landscapes of my childhood. I do not lament the physical loss of the old casinos, but the loss of creativity. The originality of The Thunderbird, The Sands, The Dunes, has been replaced with simple mimicry; a copy of Paris, a copy of Venice, a copy of New York. Why lose the classic names along with the buildings?
- s.c. jones 2008

"Thunderbird" acrylic on paper
(My Grandfather Hoffman and his group, The Normandie Boys, performed at the Thunderbird throughout the 50's -
you can see him in the upper left corner)

"The Landmark" acrylic on paper
(My Grandfather Jones was a partner in opening the Landmark and supposedly thought of the strange design for the building)

"The Sands" acrylic on paper
(Pat Cooper is a family friend, I added him to the sign)

"The Dunes" acrylic on paper

"The Rat Pack" acrylic on paper