Las Vegas, Winter 2015: “For Tony Costanza’s portrait, I asked writer Chris Barnett to drive our subject out beyond the city limits to hook up with me and my assistant at a remote stretch of desert I'd scouted that morning. To me, this location said Las Vegas better than the glitz and the neon. Tony was the quintessential Vegas guy; he'd had the town wired for years. Maybe a little too wired. Chris reported that, as their car plowed up a dust plume across this lonely lake bed, Tony looked at the trackless sweep of Mojave around him, then asked, ‘Hey, this isn’t a hit, is it?’ 'No,' Barnett replied, 'but even so, I do believe you can plan on getting shot.' Every portrait’s got a backstory; that’s just flat out one of my favorites.”