I feel like I’ve just returned from another planet. I’m still processing — both emotionally and literally, thanks to the 1,500+ images I’ve been sorting through. Yesterday, as I spent the entire day flying from California back to New York, I could barely type fast enough to keep up with the memories and ideas that were pouring out of me. I have no idea how I’m going to compose my pages upon pages of fragmented thoughts about my week in the middle of the desert into cohesive posts, but I’ll worry about that tomorrow. Today, I have several hundred emails to catch up on and several million particles of dust to extract from my belongings.
I didn’t even bother trying to narrow down Photo of the Week to less than ten candidates. What can I say? It’s not too often you get to travel to an entirely different world.
Finally in Black Rock City after two days of travel from New York
Art on the Playa
Hiding out from a dust storm
Regaining visibility after a white out
My favorite note in the emotion-filled Temple
Exploring more art on a night out
Watching the sun set from The Man
My camp’s Mutant Vehicle in front of The Man
Scenes from the Playa at night
Watching The Man burn
Which photo is your favorite?