Latashá first arrived at Ace Hotel & Swim Club Palm Springs in early spring, carrying little more than her cameras, a portable recording rig and a head full of visions. For thirty days the musician‑turned‑multimedia artist roamed the desert—hiking sun‑bleached canyons at dawn, watching wildfire smoke stain the horizon, listening to Agua Caliente elders speak of the Cahuilla people’s bond with the land.