It seems that everywhere I turn these days, someone is talking about or asking me to go to Burning Man. This also happened to me a decade ago when I first moved back to New York from Vienna. At that time, all of the talk I heard centered on substances consumed and not content. I found the conversations boring beyond words and the folks talking seemed to be something more than obsessed. You would say something as banal as, “What would you like for dinner tonight?” And their reply would always start, “Well, at Burning Man…” You get my drift.
This new round of Burning Man admirers are of a totally different ilk. Beautiful images, like these taken by my friend, Reyes Melendez, are emerging and at the same time, the conversations are changing.
Each Burning Man enthusiast I have met recently has been speaking with passion (and content) of amazing moments: like drawing classes on classical form held on a white sheet in the middle of a white desert, dance, costumes, and the beauty of the gift economy – no exchange of money – as it relates to everyday economy.
I have to reconsider my decision to discount Burning Man if for no other reason than the fact than the DooNanny was compared to Burning Man in the New York Times and includes a story about the burning “100-foot vagina.”
Perhaps it is time to plan a trip to Burning Man?
All photos above from Reyes Melendez. See more of his work here: www.reyezone.com
P.S.: Even a pair of our bloomers shorts made an appearance last year. Thank you for the picture Kate!