Awesome pics! Thanks for sharing.
Pic's from BURNING MAN 2006
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So far as I know, there were only three major works that were burned. There may have been several smaller pieces. Of course the man burns on Saturday night. Sunday, the temple by David Best is burned just after sundown. And this year, two hours after the temple burned, the structure known as Uchronia was burned.Originally posted by SleazyDreamlooks like they may have burnt a lot more than the big man this time? discuss please
But there are lots and lots of fire installations at BM. Mobile fire breathing art cars, interactive fire art, fire spinners, flame throwers, and stationary fire art pieces are all over the place. There was a LOT of fire at BM this year.-- Rand
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I also noticed another piece burning as we made our way to the temple, not sure what it was. And near the temple there was the Japanese-style shrine thing that I unfortunately had not noticed previously that was burning.Originally posted by RandSo far as I know, there were only three major works that were burned. There may have been several smaller pieces. Of course the man burns on Saturday night. Sunday, the temple by David Best is burned just after sundown. And this year, two hours after the temple burned, the structure known as Uchronia was burned.
But there are lots and lots of fire installations at BM. Mobile fire breathing art cars, interactive fire art, fire spinners, flame throwers, and stationary fire art pieces are all over the place. There was a LOT of fire at BM this year.
For my first year, the amount of fire was great! I found myself wander from flame to flame many times. some of my favorites were Dance Dance Immolation and 2PiR (http://www.interpretivearson.com/) for personal reasons, the Serpent Mother, the fire pendulum, and I always love watching someone who knows how to spin fire gracefully.ICQ: 308-491-180Comment
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How to enjoy the Burning Man Experience from the Comfort of your Own Home:
Pay an escort of your affectional preference subset to not bathe for five days, cover themselves in glitter, dust, and sunscreen, wear a skanky neon wig, dance close naked, then say they have a lover back home at the end of the night.
Tear down your house. Put it in a truck. Drive 10 hours in any direction. Put the house back together. Invite everyone you meet to come over and party. When they leave, follow them back to their homes, drink all their booze, and break things.
Stack all your fans in one corner of the living room. Put on your most fabulous outfit. Turn the fans on full blast. Dump a vacuum cleaner bag in front of them.
Buy a new set of expensive camping gear. Break it.
Lean back in a chair until that point where you're just about to fall over, but you catch yourself at the last moment. Hold that position for 9 hours.
Only use the toilet in a house that is at least 3 blocks away. Drain all the water from the toilet. Only flush it every 3 days. Hide all the toilet paper. Set your house thermostat so it's 50 degrees for the first hour of sleep and 100 degrees the rest of the night.
Cut, burn, electrocute, bruise, and sunburn various parts of your body. Forget how you did it. Don't go to a doctor. "Downsize" last year's camp by adding two geodesic domes, a new sound system, art car, and 20 newbies.
Don't sleep for 5 days. Take a wide variety of hallucinogenic/ emotion altering drugs. Pick a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend. Spend a whole year rummaging through thrift stores for the perfect, most outrageous costume. Forget to pack it.
Shop at Wal-mart, Cost-Co, and Home Depot until your car is completely packed with stuff. Tell everyone that you're going to a "Leave-No-Trace" event. Empty your car into a dumpster.
Read "Dhalgren" by Samuel R. Delany.
Read "The City Not Long After" by Pat Murphy.
Cut off the bindings, throw all the pages up in the air, and shuffle them back together.
Reread "The City After Dhalgren" by Samuel Murphy.
Burn it. Read the ashes.
Listen to music you hate for 168 hours straight, or until you think you are going to scream. Scream. Realize you'll love the music for the rest of your life.
Spend 5 months planning a "theme camp" like it's the invasion of Normandy.
Spend Monday-Wednesday building the camp.
Spend Thurs-Sunday nowhere near camp because you're sick of it or can't find it.
Walk around your neighborhood and knock on doors until someone offers you cocktails and dinner.
Bust your ass for a "community." See all the attention get focused on the drama queen crybaby.
Get so drunk you can't recognize your own house. Walk slowly around the block for 5 hours.
Tell your boss you aren't coming to work this week but he should "gift" you a paycheck anyway. When he refuses accuse him of not loving the "community".
Search alleys until you find a couch so unbelievably tacky and nasty filthy that a state college frat house wouldn't want it. Take a nap on the couch and sleep like you are king of the world.
Ask your most annoying neighbor to interrupt your fun several times a day with third hand gossip about every horrible thing that's happened in the last 24 hours. Have them wear khaki.
Go to a museum. Find one of Salvador Dali's more disturbing, but beautiful paintings. Climb inside it.
Before eating any food, drop it in a sandbox and lick a battery.
Mail $200 to the Reno casino of your choice.
Spend thousands of dollars and several months of your life building a deeply personal art work. Hide it in a funhouse on the edge of the city. Hire people to come by and alternate saying "I love it"
and "this sucks balls". Blow it up.
Set up a DJ system downwind of a three alarm fire. Play a short loop of drum'n'bass until the embers are cold.
Make a list of all the things you'll do different next year. Never look at it.
Have a 3 a.m. soul baring conversation with a drag nun in platforms, a crocodile and Bugs Bunny. Be unable to tell if you're hallucinating. Lust after Bugs Bunny.
-- Rand
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very cool! We've got a festival called Shambahla in BC that's much smaller but basically the same concept, just with less artistic features and more drugs.
FETISH SITES PAYS ME WELL! DOES IT PAY YOU TOO?
If you're in vancouver / westcoast stop by here! ~~~zombiegirl~~
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Art Theme for 2007 Announced
The art theme for Burning Man isn't normally announced until January or later, but the theme for 2007 has already been announced.
Those of you thinking of goint next year should mark your calendars for AUG 27 - OCT 3.
-- Rand
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Originally posted by Rand
Pay an escort of your affectional preference subset to not bathe for five days, cover themselves in glitter, dust, and sunscreen, wear a skanky neon wig, dance close naked, then say they have a lover back home at the end of the night.
Tear down your house. Put it in a truck. Drive 10 hours in any direction. Put the house back together. Invite everyone you meet to come over and party. When they leave, follow them back to their homes, drink all their booze, and break things.
Stack all your fans in one corner of the living room. Put on your most fabulous outfit. Turn the fans on full blast. Dump a vacuum cleaner bag in front of them.
Buy a new set of expensive camping gear. Break it.
Lean back in a chair until that point where you're just about to fall over, but you catch yourself at the last moment. Hold that position for 9 hours.
Only use the toilet in a house that is at least 3 blocks away. Drain all the water from the toilet. Only flush it every 3 days. Hide all the toilet paper. Set your house thermostat so it's 50 degrees for the first hour of sleep and 100 degrees the rest of the night.
Cut, burn, electrocute, bruise, and sunburn various parts of your body. Forget how you did it. Don't go to a doctor. "Downsize" last year's camp by adding two geodesic domes, a new sound system, art car, and 20 newbies.
Don't sleep for 5 days. Take a wide variety of hallucinogenic/ emotion altering drugs. Pick a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend. Spend a whole year rummaging through thrift stores for the perfect, most outrageous costume. Forget to pack it.
Shop at Wal-mart, Cost-Co, and Home Depot until your car is completely packed with stuff. Tell everyone that you're going to a "Leave-No-Trace" event. Empty your car into a dumpster.
Read "Dhalgren" by Samuel R. Delany.
Read "The City Not Long After" by Pat Murphy.
Cut off the bindings, throw all the pages up in the air, and shuffle them back together.
Reread "The City After Dhalgren" by Samuel Murphy.
Burn it. Read the ashes.
Listen to music you hate for 168 hours straight, or until you think you are going to scream. Scream. Realize you'll love the music for the rest of your life.
Spend 5 months planning a "theme camp" like it's the invasion of Normandy.
Spend Monday-Wednesday building the camp.
Spend Thurs-Sunday nowhere near camp because you're sick of it or can't find it.
Walk around your neighborhood and knock on doors until someone offers you cocktails and dinner.
Bust your ass for a "community." See all the attention get focused on the drama queen crybaby.
Get so drunk you can't recognize your own house. Walk slowly around the block for 5 hours.
Tell your boss you aren't coming to work this week but he should "gift" you a paycheck anyway. When he refuses accuse him of not loving the "community".
Search alleys until you find a couch so unbelievably tacky and nasty filthy that a state college frat house wouldn't want it. Take a nap on the couch and sleep like you are king of the world.
Ask your most annoying neighbor to interrupt your fun several times a day with third hand gossip about every horrible thing that's happened in the last 24 hours. Have them wear khaki.
Go to a museum. Find one of Salvador Dali's more disturbing, but beautiful paintings. Climb inside it.
Before eating any food, drop it in a sandbox and lick a battery.
Mail $200 to the Reno casino of your choice.
Spend thousands of dollars and several months of your life building a deeply personal art work. Hide it in a funhouse on the edge of the city. Hire people to come by and alternate saying "I love it"
and "this sucks balls". Blow it up.
Set up a DJ system downwind of a three alarm fire. Play a short loop of drum'n'bass until the embers are cold.
Make a list of all the things you'll do different next year. Never look at it.
Have a 3 a.m. soul baring conversation with a drag nun in platforms, a crocodile and Bugs Bunny. Be unable to tell if you're hallucinating. Lust after Bugs Bunny.
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those are really fascinating pics, very cool!! would love to attend that one yearComment
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