Into The Night In The Den of Kings (cover), a forceful, rocky finger in Carruther’s Canyon becomes the pivot upon which the galaxy turns. There were other forces at work as well that night: Bracken recalls a hair-raising moment during that pitch-black night when he turned on his headlamp to discover a multitude of eyeballs staring back at him, and it reminded him that this land does not solely belong to us, nor are we the unquestioned masters that we imagine. It is nights like these that the Mojave delights in delivering to the spirit in need of a journey. Part of Bracken’s journey into the Mojave is the discovery that less is more. Beyond the principle that what one takes into the desert should always be what one carries out, there is ample opportunity to take away more than the obvious. His photographs reveal an artistic spirit that seeks to stretch beyond the obvious. For Bracken, there is also something of the otherworld lying out here, an extraterrestrial promise, and he delivers with his use of the laser pointer to set the landscape agl