This Summer was arguably the best one I’ve ever had. The months leading up to my 30th year as a human being on this planet were filled with humor, pain, uncertainty, growth, adventure, community, truth, and pushing my mind and body beyond limits. I’ve seen a truer reflection of myself in this corner of 2014 than at most points in my life.
I made the decision to attend Burning Man after years of trepidation. I believe in putting oneself out of comfort zones whenever possible. Desert dwelling with strangers for a week where we all rely on each other for survival, that’s somewhat uncomfortable. I trust my gut to lead me somewhere new. Whether it ends up in failure, pleasure, or loss, something will be learned. Fortune favors the bold.
I had the intention of shooting a lot while on the Playa, but ended up barely using my camera. I walked around wide-eyed and wanderlust. At times, I felt my camera was hindering me from experiencing things completely. With that, I want to share what I managed to photograph from the Burn.
With Playa dust still in my hair, I was asked back on the This Anthropological Life radio show to share tales. My raw experiences of Burning Man can be found in two parts below.