Hurtling down the road to the Black Rock Desert, the colors paint themselves like a spice cabinet — sage, dust, slate gray. Maybe you’re in your trusty car, the one that takes you to and from work every day. Perhaps you’ve got a spacious RV, your Motel 6 on wheels for the next days in the desert. Or you’re driving your glittering art car, complete with poker chips and mirroring to do a disco ball proud.
The two-lane highway turns off onto a new road. You drive slowly onto the playa, the 400 square mile expanse known as the Black Rock Desert. And there you’ve touched the terrain of what feels like another planet. You’re at the end — and the beginning — of your journey to Burning Man.
— Molly Steenson
Burning Man: Rites of Passage
This was an amazing year at Burning Man. Besides the wonderful art and terrific exploration – as my own ‘Rite of Passage’ – I proposed to my now wife right after the burn on Saturday night. Enjoy!
| Photo Count: 62
Burning Man: The Green Man
My third Burning Man was a gorgeous experience with more dust than I have ever otherwise experienced – but that led to some great shots. Also, there was a lunar eclipse that week and the moon was sitting at the horizon when the man burned. Really wonderful.
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Burning Man: Psyche
My second Burning Man was an adventure. It was filled with broken down cars, hot as hell weather, camp in-fighting, hanging with my bro, and lots and lots of photos. It was, as always, mind-bendingly great.
Date: 08/2005 | Photo Count: 60
My first Burning Man. My first trip to the Man. My first trip to the desert. My first voyage home. It was Beyond Belief.
Burning Man : Beyond Belief
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NSFW Warning: Due to the nature of the Burning Man festival, which is a clothing optional event, some images may not be appropriate for younger viewers or for the work place.