I went to Burning Man.
It was good.
As usual, it wasn’t quite what I expected it to be, but that’s fine, it was still good.
This time around I brought my own art project – a book I’d made. Originally, I’d just meant it as a gift for people I met who’d seem like they’d be the right kind of person for it, but it turned out to be more than that.
I met a few artists, talked to them, and offered them the book as a guest book for their art piece. This turned out really well, and lots of people left messages and notes in the books.
I also left one book at Point 3, which is the furthest point in the deep playa you can get to. This book I collected before leaving the event and within the next few days/weeks I’ll get around to scanning/photographing all of the pages and share them here on the blog.
The book is a deeply personal project for me, and it was very rewarding to see it fill up with words and comments from people who don’t know me and who don’t have any prior knowledge of what I’ve created. It felt good.
I’ll do it again.
I’ve already got a few ideas kicking around for a new book for next year’s burn, even though I’ve already decided not to go. I can’t afford to go every year, but I can still make a book and make it available to the people who do go.