j.j and gnat go to
burning man.
again.
september 3-6, 1998
Click here to see pictures from other people in our camp.
instead of setting up a tent, we just tarped over
the van and slept in there.
within an hour, j.j was naked and being painted blue by
tiny bald italian women
one of our favorite installations was the tactile
corridor. feather dusters, grass skirts, mylar
strands, metal beads, scrub brushes, paint brushes.
gnat goes through the tactile corridor. the paint brushes
weren't so nice. but the feather dusters sure were.
a mosaic taj mahal. beautiful.
the lunar limbo.
hanging out in the Camp Bioluminati Fish.
Dan and Nat.
Nick.
the scapegoat parade. write your sins on a slip of
paper and put them in the goat to be burned.
cooking falafel for the masses. from left to right:
corprew with his back turned, lilith, big kahuna
jeff, and jeannine.
brian cash and nat do dishes after preparing
the falafel.
happy people eating falafel
the falafel assembly line
from right to left: andrew opens the pita, jenine adds
lettuce, lilith stuffs it with falafel, jade (with back
turned) adds tahini sauce, soren adds spicy red sauce
and hands it off to a hungry person. almost everyone
from our camp pitched in and helped with the
falafel kitchen. it was a huge, happy success. we
all took shifts on the assembly line, and we fed a
whole LOT of people really fast. mcdonalds has nothing
on us! mama lilith was definitely the most favorite
person at burning man to a lot of people. huzzah for
mama lilith!
more happy people eating falafel.
happy baby full of falafel.
camels. real live camels. barter for a ride!
guy in a cool costume
really noisy people on a really noisy fire truck.
tuna! four fishermen from oregon brought a uhaul
trailer packed with ice and fresh caught tuna. they
cooked it with fruit, bacon, garlic and marinades and
gave it out for free or barter. we gave them three
bottles of propane and ate tuna until we were about
ready to burst.
more tuna cooking.
brian, erik, and nick cook playa mud into clay bowls
with a fresnel lens.
erik alschuler's "men on sticks" sculptures. one of
them has already been torched.
one of erik's "man on a stick" sculptures, after it's
been modified with playa mud.
erik and his brain child: the bioluminati fish
the other side of the fish
erik and his men on sticks.
pygmy and brian cash
the view looking north from the corner of
village way and south 6th st. (our address).
the view looking south.
two accidental panoramic shots just before and...
...during the burn.
Mama lilith reacts to the explosion.
