ART, and THE END

It's hopeless to try to show a representative sample of the art, so here are a few things I happened to photograph while driving the rickshaw.

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THE MAUSOLEUM

The most amazing structure I've seen made from wood. I was told by someone that the major panels are leftovers from a manufacturer of puzzles or other wooden assemblies, and they look like they might be. At night the space inside the mausoleum was much like a cathedral, but with stars visible through the roof. This really did seem like a sacred space. It was meant to be ephemeral, but I'm still sad that it's gone.

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THE WHAT? GUARDIANS?

ya gotta love the art cars. Where do they find all this stuff, or does it just accrete like barnacles?

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ROOTS

I particularly liked this piece which seemed to be growing from the playa; taken from the ziggurat.

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THE END

We left about 5:30 on Sunday, just in time to stop in the mile-long line north of Gerlach due to a fatal accident to the south. I was joking with my coworkers one day that at Burning Man we choose one person randomly every year to be burned at the stake, but we really have been randomly killing someone in traffic almost every year. We talked to some people whom I gradually realized were local residents about alternate routes. One of them was looking me over rather carefully; maybe it was my remaining nail polish and general weird appearance and behaviour. I sat on the van roof and watched the stars come out for a few hours, and had a long conversation with another burner about the history of celestial navigation. We saw the flare go up for the mausoleum burn, but then the line moved on...

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