The arroyo looks dry but there's water inside the bright-lipped cholla and yellow cactus, the belly of a fleeing rabbit, and the snake's bright stripes of pale on black crossing the junction of the Camino Real and the Armijo route where I once cradled a child's twisted ankle and carried him back along the brush to the parked school bus.
Canyon Entrance serves as both threshold and statementa desertic pavilion marking the main arrival to a private family club in the arid landscapes of Los Cabos, Baja California Sur, Mexico. Conceived as a radial composition, the pavilion orchestrates a sensory journey: a deliberate compression of space that heightens anticipation, before releasing visitors into the openness of a sculpted desert garden.