Chihuly In The Desert

 

We spent a breathtaking afternoon at the Desert Botanical Gardens to see “Chihuly in the Desert”. No further words are needed. Enjoy the scenery:


“Fiori Boat” 2018


“Desert Towers” 2008


Octopus cactus in foreground 


“Opal and Amber Tower” 2018




“Salvaged Ironwood” sculpture 

In 1980, Phil Hebets originated a tree boxing methodology that enabled over one million native plants to be salvaged rather than bulldozed. The salvage process allowed municipalities to pass ordinances requiring native plants to be saved and replanted in developments. These events, together with revisions to Native Plant Laws, championed by Phil, completely changed the face of landscapes in the desert southwest.


Shade Garden






“Lime and Lava Red Tower” 2021






“Neodymium Reeds” 2016



Artichoke


Sundial







“Red Reeds” 2016








“Sol del Citrón”, 2014






“Desert Fiori” 2021




“Aqua Blue and Amber Chandelier,” 2011


Kniphofia variation




Stone carving (permanent garden fixture; not part of Chihuly exhibit)

“Neodymium Reeds” 2016


Desert Prairie

“Gilded Fiori” 2021




“Paintbrushes,” 2021

“Blue Birch Reeds and Scorpion Tails”

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