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