Costumes in
tow, a keg in the shower and micro-soft white sand, I had arrived at
Burning Man in Black Rock City Nevada. Structures of creativity erected
in honor of all that is rebellious, deafening sound systems and the
independent feeling of a gift economy all culminated from years of
flame-throwing, gun poppin’ survivalists joining forces in the desert.
Jolly Roger duct tape, monster slippers and a willingness is all you
need...oh yes, and a bit of adventure never hurts. Any desire to lose
your top and go for a bike ride?
Photograph copyright (c) Trevi Bennett 2012
