
There's a fantastic post on the Burning Blog from Dan Miller, the man who helped build, raise and burn the Man from 1990-2000. It is historical in nature and shares many interesting stories about the evolution of this ritual:
In 1989, on Baker Beach with the Golden Gate Bridge looming to the east, we had a defining moment — due to the lack of engineering prowess and the shear underestimation of the dynamics of the growth of the Man vs. physics, when raising him, his legs, head and pulling rope snapped. I remember shuddering in horror at the mess amidst the penetrating, salty gales; first, that someone might have been skewered underneath (luckily not) and that there was no hope of repairing our broken Man in this desperate moment. Then it dawned on us that we could burn him right justly in his humiliating pile and slink back to the drawing board for our next year’s invocation.
As serendipity would have it, a couple of intrepid structural engineers stepped up and offered their services — anonymously (things were, cough, cough, guerrilla back then; begging forgiveness from the authorities was doable, permission, yeah, right, a three-storey wienie roast).
Read the rest, including the days of the hay bale pyramid and the solar source of the flame at http://blog.burningman.com/metropol/raising-the-man/

"BM Temple 2010, 6/24/10" from the Temple of Flux Flickr pool.
A new team of Burners are hard at work constructing the next manifestation of the Temple for Black Rock City -- its called the Temple of Flux and is being constructed in San Francisco this summer. Here's some info on their vision from the Temple 2010 Facebook page:
"Artist and designers Jess Hobbs, Rebecca Anders, and Peter Kimelman collaborate on the building of Burning Man's 2010 Temple.
Drawing its inspiration from canyons carved by wind and water over time, the Temple of Flux rises from the playa floor as a series of graceful double curved walls. Their wide, heavy bases taper as they ascend, leading the eye from a solid urban foundation to an increasingly fragmented upper edge as these long angles reach to the sky.
The tallest of these walls is 40' with a footprint of roughly 140 x 100. The walls stand in an overlapping, linear layout, allowing access from all sides via passages of varying widths. The largest walls, describe a large chamber inside the array, creating space for gathering and celebration.
Our cities as massive structures have evolved over time, rising like mountains and spreading like the deserts. We look to them as places of permanence and wonder, where we inhabit the urban canyons carved by roads of commerce. The city differs little from the geological features in which we once dwelled: a metropolis too changes with time, shifting, growing, crumbling and eroding. The city will someday disappear altogether.
This Temple stands not as a habitable building, echoing churches and mosques from our histories, but as a counter-monument. We reference our impetus to create structure as well as relate to our environment. The Temple of Flux welcomes you to take respite and find strength at its feet. It beckons you to journey its pathways and follow its sensuous lines as they arc into the air."
The Temple team are blogging about the build at http://temple2010.org/wordpress/. They're also -- of course -- raising money for their project, which benefits our entire community -- they've raised over $6,000 towards their $16,000 goal. You too can donate some funds via Kickstarter.com:

Finally, here are some cool video profiles of the team members:
Temple Profiles 2010: Jonny Poynton from Sean Donnelly on Vimeo.
Temple 2010 Artist Profiles: Brittnee Jones from Sean Donnelly on Vimeo.

"Next time you’re droning down the highway wishing some adventure would come your way, take a moment to imagine a place where you can be truly free and uninhibited, a biker’s paradise. Picture somewhere that is all you ever dreamt motorcycle rallies should be, but never were. This isn’t the latest 3D fantasy flick; the event is real, and you can ride there.
The road to Utopia is open but once a year. For a singular week in September, some 50,000 of the faithful make the pilgrimage to a naked playa somewhere in the sun-drenched Nevada desert. The destination is Burning Man, a galactic, raw romp of pure, dazzling, inconceivable fun. If you ride anywhere in your life, ride here.
This is not somewhere over the rainbow. You can find it off Nevada Route 447, near the parched town of Gerlach, 120 miles north of Reno, pretty much right in the middle of absolutely Nowhere. It kind of looks like hell, but it will feel like heaven.
The annual event is an alternative-culture, avant-garde happening that redefines the borders of bohemia. Those frontiers were last seen in the underbelly of cities like New York and San Francisco, circa 1960s. They haven’t vanished, they just moved to the desert. This interactive art-music-weirdness festival is a coronation of passion, creation, destruction and rebirth.
In 2009, Burning Man drew nearly 44,000 freedom seeking souls from around the planet to its bare, fertile bosom. They came by motorcycle, they came by scooter, they came by serpentine waves of RV caravans, cars, SUVs, trucks, bicycles, and vehicles of unknown origin. They come more each year.
"Black Rock City" is temporarily erected on a featureless alkaline clay playa of the Black Rock Desert, complete with streets, signs, radio stations, a daily newsletter, a town square and a volunteer civilian patrol, the Black Rock Rangers. Nothing can live on the salt flats—what better place for a party?
It is a surreal, sensual experience that will enrich you, change you and leave you wondering why the hell this can't happen everyday. The event's crescendo is the spectacular, ritualistic burn of The Man in an out-of-this-world pyrotechnic display that makes the Fourth of July look like a wet firecracker. Thousands defy the dark, dancing under a full moon in frenetic revelry. The Man never dies; it renews itself every year as the centerpiece of this experimental community........click here for more...

Pavilion of the Man 2010 - Rendering by Andrew Johnstone - Design by Rod Garrett and Larry Harvey
A sneak peak at some of the mindblowing installations that you can expect to see in Black Rock City 2010: Metropolis -- the art honorariums have been announced.
An interesting post by one of the builders of the 2010 temple for Metropolis, reflecting on how one gets involved with building the temple to begin with. (The crew also has a Facebook page under "temple2010" to track the progress of designing and building this year's temple and a website with some rough sketches and concepts.)

"This structure is not the temple at all. It is only wood turned into walls, an invitation to passersby who stand within them to search for the temple in their own heads. For only there is the temple to be found."
Lastly, an interview from the Public Radio Project with BM founder Larry Harvey on Black Rock City's gift economy.
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Hey man,
I am sure people write you all the time but I wanted to let you know how much I have been enjoying your mixes. I was a first time burner last year and have got my ticket for Metropolis in the mail. I hope to catch you playing either up in SF or out on the Playa. Either way I just wanted to send you thanks for some really amazing tunes. They help me get through the work day and make great for great driving music.
I have definitely been spreading the word. I got some tables a few years ago and have been working on getting some tunes together. Do you mostly mix on decks/cd turntables or do you use software?
Whatever you are doing, its awesome. I work for a company called T-- Shoes and am usually in charge of the overhead music. They've been getting the whomp whether they like it or not. most of them do!
All the best,
P.
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Hey there - I'm finally settling back into normal life after one of the most memorable experiences I could have possibly had. This year was my first burn, and it was everything I hoped and needed it to be. During our preparations to head out to Black rock city, a buddy introduced me to your dBM podcasts. We listened to several on our trek from New Mexico up to Black Rock City. Once there, we listened to even more incredible music and talented DJ's the world over. I was deeply inspired by what I hear which is difficult, as I have been a DJ going on 14 years now. When I came back, I went to work immediately the next day on trying to share some of my musical experiences with friends and my new family. I completed an hour long mix based on my experiences to share, and I'd love for you to take a listen. :)
Thanks so much for what you are doing, I can't wait to get back out there and meet you guys next year.
--DD
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Hey Hekter "Chapstrap" McElliott, Moontroll/DJ Playaduster, and Edubious. Your podcasts fucking rule!@!!!!!! I especially love the Michael Jackson tribute series. And I was never a fan. Totally great. The other ones are great too. I love how you made a series of ones leading up to the Burn all themed around Evolution. I played a few of them at our camp, Mystikal Misfits (430 and B) late at night, and it was great. Keep it up!!!!
M.
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My buddy has been listening to your podcasts for a while now -- this was his 5th Burn. I remember sitting in the car on the way up asking him to play what he had on his iPod and it put a smile on my face. The mix that got me all pumped was as we were driving out from Vegas in the middle of the desert the mix by DJ Grapenuts. We pulled off to the side of the road to fix the straps from the trailer, and we all got out of the car and started dancing. A few minutes of being crazy later, 2 RV's on the way to BRC pulled up behind us and they started partying too to the groove too. :)
D.
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Hey dBM crew: I’m was at a BBQ yesterday for a friend’s birthday. Suffice to say I had a few drunken conversations, the one I remember was about karma. I realized that there was this huge disconnect between some of oldest friends and a very small band of merry burners (all of whom don’t know it).
Anyway I woke up this morning, checked out of my friends place and got on the Docklands Light Railway back to Stratford, East London. This is a cool little above ground train that runs really slowly through the docks, the business districts and finally the post industrial heartland of London’s eastend.
I’ve had your Destination Burning Man Trilogy on my pod for a while but just haven’t been at the time and place. But trust me this was perfect. I put on Reintegration, as this train wound through equally beautiful business and residential districts. Most are deprived but on this sunny Sunday morning everything took on a new light. Particularly with the perfectly judged, wonderfully paced mix that you’ve created. I could go on about how I loved your choice of tracks (which I did) but that would be missing the main point. I got back from SF to London in Feb and I thought I had that playa feeling all the time. Yeah I was receptive but damn your mix has brought it all back. Not reintegration into the world but reintegration back into the fold. Back to feeling the power of potential. Good shit, my friend. Good shit. Keep it up.
Our camp this year is going that bit larger. Finally a theme camp. We’ll have a DJ rig with some decent soundpressure. It’d be a total pleasure if you could drop by, spin or just hang out.
Peace.
Wanobi of Ohmland
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I just wanted to say hey and thank you for the beautiful video (with some Bassnectar to boot!). I'm a volunteer coordinator to decorate Center Camp Cafe. Your video was just what I needed today. I am a bit stressed out and behind on my Burning Man work but seeing this totally brought me back to why I volunteer for this position and spend a great portion of my free time on it. I love the sense of community that CCCafe brings and I really think you captured it in your video. I love the brightness of the color too. I love that you captured to flags because they are my (and the vols that sew them here at BMHQ at craft parties) babies and I was super proud of them last year! Plus the rags to flags pennant flags in the 3 rings and just seeing all the people in there having a blast. it made me heart happy. love the smiles!!!
So thank you again from the bottom of my sparkly heart! You have inspired me and brought me back to where i needed to be. I am going to send it out to my cafe crew so they can see their work again. seeing this video makes me super excited to get on the playa and set her up!!!
dusty dreamin' kisses and thanks to you
H.
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DJ Playaduster has openheartedly laid down a series of mixes designed to introduce the listener to the philosophy and practice of Bass Chakra Therapy, leading you down a path built of bass, track by track, mix by mix. An open heart, mind at ease and soul cleansed of guilt residue are just a few of desired end results. Disciplined enough to wake you up, varied enough to keep you guessing, structured enough to guide you, open enough to allow for personal interpretation, the Wobble Chronicles are the soundtrack for a new way of living: a Life of Whomp.

An Introduction to Bass Chakra Therapy : The Wobble Chronicles Vol. 1 by moontrolling
Featuring Bassnectar / Heyoka / ill.Gates / Beats Antique / Welder / Mimosa (Live from Black Rock City 2009) / An-ten-ae / edIT/ Timonkey / Nosaj Thing / Vibesquad//.
This mix is an overview of the electronik sounds I am currently filling my head with, including several DJs I learned about for the first time at Burning Man 2009. Heavy San Francisco emphasis here, naturally, as that is where my favorite grooves are coming from these days. Special guests include Maketa, Scotty G. and Suga Cubed, recorded both in Black Rock City and on the road to home post-Burn, decompressing and reorienting from the Best Burn Ever. This is one of my favorite mixes I've ever spun out -- I really dig the flow between tracks and between sections. The sacred whomppppppppp of the bass is cleansing to my soul. Hope you dig it too. Hope you find an opening...

Whompadelic (Bass Chakra Therapy : Intermediate) * The Wobble Chronicles Vol. 2 by moontrolling
Soundtrack by Lux, Nosaj Thing, An-ten-ae, Tipper, Lotus Drops, Vibesquad, ill.gates, Mihkal and Eskmo//.
Another Bass Chakra Thearpy session from DJ Playaduster -- this time an intermediate level mix for those who have already absorbed the teachings found within the first introductory BCT session. This session tests the fortitude of the practitioner by bringing in a wobblier, multi-dimensional strangeness to the whomp. Hold on for the ride, if you're ready.
Vocals woven in to this session include soundstick recordings from the Halloween/Spiderball experience in San Francisco, the Get Found reunion at the Samish Island Zendo and the night Team Love danced all night in puddles to DJs on the top of the old Rainier Brewery in Seattle. This episode, in other words, tracks the post-playa adventures of our furry, fuzzy family up and down the Pacific Coast in the waning months of 2009.
Stay tuned for the Bass Chakra Therapy Advanced Level mix coming soon as the Wobble Chronicles mutate, morph and evolve in harmonious complexity right in front of your very earholes.

Glitchatronik Dubstraps * (Bass Chakra Therapy : Advanced) * The Wobble Chronicles Vol. 3 by moontrolling
Featuring Ana Sia, Bassbin Twins, Ooah, Mochipet, Mimosa, Rusko, The Bug + Warrior Queen, Beats Antique, ill.gates, Eskmo, ill-esha, Glitch Mob, Heyoka and Boxcutter//.
The third installment in DJ Playaduster's Wobble Chronicles project, providing a soundtrack for personal Bass Chakra Therapy explorations. This episode is specially-designed for advanced practicioners as it explores the heavier, glitchier, dubsteppier side of the Whomp music. Not for casual listening, nor for the casual listener.
Vocals harvested from various ridiculous encounters and adventures in Seattle, Samish Island and San Francisco, including field reports from New Year's Eve at the Sea of Dreams in SF. Ocean waves are from beaches at Point Reyes & Salmon Creek, CA.click here for more...






Many, many more at http://www.sunflowerrobots.com/timelovememory
Have to admit that any hesitations I've been holding towards going to BRC this year were pretty much erased as soon as I saw the scrub brush desert road leading up to the city and remembered the feeling one get when one's tires hit the playa and you pass through the portal...

It's not often that something that reaches you by way of the post is life-changing, but in the case of receiving a ticket to Burning Man, accompanied by a spicy fireball candy, it is not exaggerating to call it that: life-changing. Who knows how the next 210 days will play out, what schemes will emerge, how my tribe will fragment and reconstitute in new and surprising combinations, what virgins might jump on board? Getting my Burning Man ticket in the mail -- my fourth one -- always reminds me of Willy Wonka's golden tickets -- I get to go to Wonkaland! I've just secured admittance to one of the greatest gatherings known to mankind! I just queued up for the most powerful soul-shakedown celebration-ritual that I've ever experienced! Thanks Mr. Postman. You have no idea what that nondescript white envelope really contained: an express ticket on a journey that takes one to both the deepest reaches of outer space and the inner psyche.
As a Burner friend in Seattle commented on seeing the above photo, "And so it begins...."
In other news, Adolf Hitler is apparently pretty upset about dubstep and glitch-hop taking over Black Rock City:


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You can view the full collection of 2009 BM videos on our video page or by visiting Moontroll's Vimeo album.
Hope you dig on it and it stirs up some personal excitement for Black Rock City 2010!
Evolution II * Burning Man 2009 from moontroll on Vimeo.
Things will be pretty quiet here on the dBM blog until the spring or early summer when we start gearing up for the next pilgrimage to the playa. We'll continue to regularly post musical mixes on our dBM podcast page, including a forthcoming serial from DJ Edubious, more installments in DJ Playaduster's Wobble Chronicles series designed to help listeners tap in to the raw power of their bass chakras and stellar sets from a wide variety of Guest DJs.
Y'all take care and thanks for the encouragement and support over the years. Drop us a line anytime at destinationburningman@gmail.com.
Love, the dBM crew
EVOLUTION * Burning Man 2009 from moontroll on Vimeo.
Moontroll has finished posting the last of his video shorts, and now offers this longer, more comprehensive half-hour-long epic that seeks to preserve and celebrate the people, places, sounds, sights and scenarios of Burning Man 2009. We recommend you download your own copy from the Vimeo page -- look for the link beneath the video on the right-hand side -- and play it on as big of a screen, with as loud of a soundsystem, as possible. It's long, so get comfy and make sure you are in the irght frame of mind to take this experience in! Hope you enjoy it -- leave a comment on Vimeo with your reactions. Peace, love and playa!
Drumming at the Temple at Burning Man 2009 from moontroll on Vimeo.
Temple Burn at Burning Man 2009 from moontroll on Vimeo.
View or download the previous 5 video shorts by subscribing to dBMcasts or by visiting http://vimeo.com/album/53765.
Story and photo by Eric Francis Coppolino
From www.chronogram.com

Editor's note: We read a lot of online media stories about Burning Man, most of them following the same sensational, overused storylines, most of them failing to capture the true soul of the gathering. This one from Chronogram magazine is a wonderful exception, and manages to hit on several themes we can relate to. It ruminate on the collective powers that get raised on the playa and positions the gathering in relation to mainstream society in an authentic and insightful way. The author knows what he's talking about, though we may not follow all of the astrological references, and we're thankful to read somebody else's thoughtful interpretation of Burning Man. (We bold-faced ideas that are especially meaningful to us.)
I spent a week in early September at something called Burning Man, a kind of festival in the Nevada desert held each Labor Day. The event takes its name from the burning of a giant neon and wooden effigy of a man, which is burned on Saturday night as 40,000 people gather around and watch. The photo above is the Man, which has become something of a cultural icon, now more than 20 years in circulation. Burning Man traces its history back to 1986, when the founder, Larry Harvey, burned an effigy of a man on San Francisco’s Baker Beach. The event was moved to the Black Rock Desert in northern Nevada several years later and is now the annual meeting place of a far-reaching, extremely energetic subculture.
Astrology is about symbolism, and in this article I’d like to look at a few of the messages of the fire ceremony that’s at the center of this elaborate, creative project called Burning Man. I think for most people who participate, the theme is so intuitive, they don’t really think about it much. You get the message in the creative fire that surrounds the symbol; it comes across as real world. Given the freedom and the safe space to do so, women strip to the waist and walk around in public. Many guys wear skirts and tutus. Everything is connected to a concept, an idea, a game of twisting logic around into something sensible in a different way.
In effect, Burning Man grants many people permission to be who they are, and, in the absence of concrete knowledge, to test out some ideas of who they might be; and not have to worry too much about the legacy of who they were yesterday...
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This Burn was my third (nonconsecutive) pilgrimage to the playa and the most powerful by far. Seeking a way to ground my energy and emotions upon returning to my homeground in the Pacific Northwest, I headed out to the San Juan Islands last weekend to visit two dear friends at their home on a cliff above the wild shore. I told stories about my experiences at the Burn for hours; a few days later, one of the friends commented "you seem humbled by your Burn this time around." That is a perfect description of my current state: humbled. Also: in awe. thankful. blessed. in love. connected. pregnant with possibilties. floating in a state of grace, not fully existing in this world or that.
"Tell us about one of your defining moments on the playa this year …" is the question John Curley posted on the Burning Blog last week, and over 75 Burners fresh from their Black Rock City tenure answer with stories that are moving, hilarious, sacred, bittersweet, transformative and heartfelt. I connect to the thread of humility that is braided through the many impressions shared. I feel waves of playa-love pulsing through my newly-reinvigorated heart as I read these personal reflections. I hope you can feel them too, and I invite you to share your own defining moment in the comments at the end of the post.
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One evening early in the week, as the
sun was setting, I walked out into the desert alone, behind BRC,
where there was no one. I was utterly alone, no other humans near
by. I asked my creator what I should do. My creator informed me
that I must lose the costume first…and so away it went, layer by
layer, and then the jewelry, and necklaces…all of it off, I stood
completely naked, bathed in the blazing colors of the setting sun.
I walked away from my belongings, and my footprints appeared in the
cracks before me, before I stepped into them, the footprints
appeared. They were already there, waiting for me to fill them. My
body found a rhythm and I intuitively moved in a kind of slow
ti-chi-yoga dance, that let my joints crack and free themselves of
their restrictions. I have been in several accidents, have broken
many bones and have limited range of motion, but I felt freed of
all of it. Free of pain, regret, fear…..FREE. With my creator that
evening, I found myself once again. A child, an embryo, a man, a
woman, all together, all encompassing, a creative being of
light….free to BE… as I was gifted this life to be.
Later that evening, a fellow burner gave me a bumper sticker that
says ‘Fear is Funny’.
And I have not stopped smiling since.
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I decided to trek to the temple alone
on Saturday afternoon after much debauchery. I was delivered into a
dust storm on the way, and couldn’t see a single structure or
living person at first. Rather than feeling worried it was the most
peaceful experience of my life. Later, I would come apon pockets of
people and art that would recede into the dust again like
apparitions. I finally made it to the temple and cried like a
little girl- for me, for loved ones, for everyone there. It was
like my soul was wiped clean for the very first time. It was so
stunning and surreal.
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Watching the temple burn with friends, we were awestruck when a
phenomenal cellist humbly played next to us. We listened for a half
hour while he drew all the sorrow, love, yearning and spirit of the
temple through his strings, and then moved on. I am so grateful for
that beautiful experience.
Also, I got to surrender to the moment many times this year – going
with the flow, against my programming and typical behavior or
responses, I got to experience immediacy more than I ever have
before in 10 years of participating in Burningman. Here’s to
playadipity!
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2 years ago I was diagnosed with inoperable brain cancer. Last
November, after a year of radiation and chemo I was told I only had
‘weeks or months’ to live. Being at Burning Man again this year was
a triumph for me and an affirmation of life. When I put a message
on the temple I started to cry because I suddenly realized I had
changed from thinking about dieing to thinking about living. That
was a moment I will never forget.
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Read the entire article, alongside many other first-hand reports and interpretations, on the "What is Burning Man?" page in our "About" section. Alright then.

Camp dBM evolved in to Camp Get Found when we moved our home to 3:30 & Lineage. Here's our one family portrait we managed, moments before launching ourselves out in to Burn Night. Torsten left early and was missed; Gabriella and Sugar Cube are our special guests. Many, many more stories to come. For now, decompression back in the Default World. Viva la Team Love!!! xoxoxoxo
UPDATE: We have a Flickr pool for Get Lost at www.flickr.com/groups/get_found/pool/.

Photo by John Curley; The Man 8/26/2009.
Some last thoughts
before leaving for Burning Man 2009
1.) Camp dBM location : Because of our (hopeful)
partnership with another larger camp that we're drawing power from,
we ended up involuntarily situated at the far edge of Black Rock
City -- 2:15ish and Lineage, or on the perimeter out by walk-in
camping. AKA, the Boonies, or as Torsten called it, The Frontier.
This is exciting for several reasons. First of all, I
wonder: what the
hell goes on way out there??? I've camped near Center Camp and the
Deep End (accidentally) and on the Esplanade, and so have always
been, for better or for worse, close in to the downtown BRC action.
What will it be like on the Frontier? Will there be periods of
peace and tranquility? Does anybody wander by out there? What's it
like trying to get around on bikes from way out there? And just
what exactly are those walk-in campers up to? With all of these
questions unanswerable until we strike camp and find out, I am
psyched to be getting a new perspective on the city. I can't fathom
that there's a "bad spot" to camp -- except for a few camps I
wouldn't care to be next to -- only different spots, providing for
different perspectives. Sounds like a good way to keep the Burn
fresh! Secondly, which leads me to...
2.) the natural vibes of the Black Rock
Desert. I expect
the Frontier positioning, with our camp facing outward towards open
playa and the hills, to allow me, for the first time, to try and
discern some aspect of the natural vibrations of this special
place. I typically move through the world attuned to the natural
world around me, noticing the birds and plants, reading the
landscape. Down at Burning Man, this hasn't really been a part of
my experience -- in part because there doesn't seem to be anything
living for several miles, as well as because the humanoid stimuli
is so overpowering! Imagine bird-watching during Carnival or Mardi
Gras, netting butterflies on the Las Vegas strip, Id'ing fungi in
Alice's Wonderland. Not likely. I do remember, in 2007, taking a
personal timeout one night and biking out to the trash fence on the
edge of Deep Playa, sitting down and gazing out at the desert. I
felt an electric charge when I slowed down and focused on the
vastness of open space out there, how far the playa stretched on to
the horizon, how incomprehensibly vast the cosmos above was and how
many stars it held. I think that it is the only time I've dialed in
to the natural powers of the Black Rock, and I look forward to
making more of an effort to do so this year. Another way to keep it
fresh.
Speaking of nature...







