At 3-5 MPH we crawled slowly across the Playa in our mutant bus, admiring particularly the moonless night and sky of stars, split by the massive Milky Way. The first major project we approached was the Temple, one of the traditional yearly art projects on which burners can write messages, generally spiritual or philosophical. On Sunday Reverend Billy will preach from the temple, probably raging against our corporate dominated consumerist society, then the temple will be burned to the ground.
The temple is gorgeous, as always. Many types and shapes of woods are involved, including curving barrel staves near the entrances. There is a central stairway to the top, messages everywhere with permanent marker – but we were hesitant to climb fearing our mutant ship might leave us stranded in the dark Playa facing a very long walk home.
Carmen very much wanted to see these structures in daylight and ventured out Friday morning on foot with John. The air is very dry on the Playa, and she began to realize she was experiencing a bloody nose. Some volunteers on a BRC Department of Public Works vehicle saw her situation and provided assistance, then offered John and Carmen a tour of the art projects in their DPW vehicle. So a good thing came of a bad thing, and we have Carmen to thank for these additional daylight photos.
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