Drama in the Desert

Rerekuka writes "Imagine your home town is built on a moonscape, epic in cracked earth, hard sun, dust storms, thunderstorms, rainbow sherbet sunrises and tie-dyed sunsets that move you and your neighbors to applause. Imagine art born from 25,000 of your closest friends, from you, lining the streets and filling the dustbowl playa: a radiant cathedral built from recycled plastic "stained glass," a filigreed temple-mausoleum filled with messages to friends who have passed on, a coffin made of gun metal, a Tesla coil taunted by a wacky scientist, an art and philosophy-lined labyrinth, oases sprouting lawns and ferns." There's been a lot written about Burning Man; I especially like Bruce Sterling's report about it for Wired in 1996. Read on for Rerekuka's review of Holly Kreuter's book about the festival. Drama in the Desert: The Sights and Sounds of Burning Man author Holly Kreuter pages 144 publisher Raised Barn Press rating 9.5 reviewer Nina Rene Soreco ISBN 0-9721789-0-2 summary Multimedia immersion into the Burning Man culture. Imagine the only vehicles in the streets are art cars, like behemoth metal dragons spouting fire and spaghetti western covered wagons. Imagine strangers who would read to you from William Carlos Williams, offer you a snow cone or a Margarita. Imagine folk costumed in everything and nothing imaginable. Imagine walking into any jazz joint or grilled cheese stand, or getting your hair washed or your feet massaged, and your money is no good because this town operates on a gift economy. Imagine that everybody Leaves No Trace. Imagine diversity coexisting with common ritual - ritual based on radical free expression and purification by fire. Imagine a place where creation and impermanence, innocence and experience, the ridiculous and the sublime, are honored as facets of the same jewel. Imagine this is no fantasy.

Drama in the Desert: The Sights and Sounds of Burning Man is a compelling multimedia chronicle of life in Black Rock City, hometown to some 25,000+ "burners" who gather yearly over Labor Day week for the Burning Man festival in Nevada's Black Rock Desert. The book and accompanying DVD contain the stunning photography of Holly Kreuter and the artwork and voices of Burning Man participants, including an introduction by bestselling author Dave Eggers and a foreward by Burning Man founder Larry Harvey. The 74-minute DVD is, in Kreuter's words, "the book on steroids." Produced by Michael Lazar, the DVD showcases 560 of the author's images in a frame as large as your screen, and includes interviews with some of the artists and Larry Harvey. Sean Abreu's mesmeric, tribal soundtrack to the DVD is available separately. The CD drew mystified appreciation from a coworker who meandered into my cube, the DVD is an immersive meditation, and the book, gorgeously designed by Lisa Hoffman, has found its home on this reviewer's coffee table.

"How was it?" she asks, and attempts are made.
- Shannon Coulter, in a poem by the same name

Holly Kreuter's full-color images (283 in the book, 560 in the DVD), spanning five years of Burning Man citizenry, artwork, events, and land- and skyscapes, are captivating, both in the subjects she chooses and her own interpretive style. Some of the photos are stark and disturbing, such as the deteriorating iron, mesh-fleshed skeleton kneeling on the ashen earth, howling at the sky. Some are vibrant and whimsical, like the many-hued, body-painted folk in one mischievous tableau, the Ice Cream Freezing Man truck, the colorful, life-sized "chess" board, the city aglow with lights and electro-luminescent (EL) wire. Then there's the artwork, bewitchingly captured by Kreuter, that just falls into the "astounding" category: the Plastic Chapel, the Faces, the Temple of Tears, the Emerald City, the man made of books. The images of the tornado-esque dust devils, spinning like dervishes off the blazing 100-foot Man, are epic.

The book is sprinkled with diverse forms of word art, from haiku to narrative, written in strokes as broad as the spectrum of art at Burning Man. Overall, the writing is strong and bold; in a few places, it is a bit uneven or could be pared down, but these instances are minor. Writers include luminaries such as Free Will astrologer and author Rob Brezney, poet and author William L. Fox, and Chris Taylor, San Francisco bureau chief for Time Magazine.

All of the stories are intimate and real, describing journey, vulnerability, humor, awe, magic, and epiphany. One woman speaks of her initial shyness about slipping into the hot springs nude. (She gets beyond it.) John Kelly's testosterone-infused "Let Me Be Dangerous" dreams of riding in the back of a pickup truck going 60 on the playa:

. . . "Mind if I catch a ride?" I asked.
"You fall, you die," the driver answered.
"That's fair," I said.

Rob Brezsny speaks of an experience common in Black Rock City: "I have never in my life felt surrounded by such relaxing fertility, by so much luxuriant conviviality. For many days now I have glided without even a taint of fear through a city of 25,000 people. Unknown allies and I have spotted each other from a block away and run to each other like long-lost friends from previous incarnations . . . I have been in love with more than a few women in my life, but this is the first time I've plunged into the throes of spiritual infatuation with a time and place."

Tom Kramer's simple "Together," describes a premise intrinsic to the Burning Man community, a Buddha gift ripe for the world:

That we appear
separate
is the illusion.

At one time
the desert was
a mountain.

And we were children.

Holly Kreuter has been a Burning Man participant since 1995 and a staffer for Burning Man since 1997. She also founded Raised Barn Press, the production and publishing company that lovingly produced Drama in the Desert.

If you are a citizen of Burning Man ensconced in your everyday life, Drama in the Desert is a soulful trip Home. If you haven't been, Kreuter's collection is a playful, evocative dip into a culture as rich and exotic as can be found.

Experience samples of the text and images from the book, the DVD, and the separate CD at www.desertdrama.com, where you can also order the collection. www.raisedbarnpress.com will get you to the publishing company, a story in itself.

. . . in the great fire
my heart is burnished

brushed
and burned clean

in the great fire
I fall in love again
only this time
I am awake
and the azure sky is as transparent as my imagination

-Mark Jan Wlodarkiewicz, My Heart Has Been Burned Clean

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Comments

I have to say...

[Lysol]

that the drug thing is pretty true. I tried bm a few years back and it was definitely an experience. i liked a lot of the crazy shit. and i think there were a lot of genuine people there for the community and the art and the whole 'journey'. i can definitely understand just wanting to get the hell away from 'civilization' as one can.

but on the other hand, i felt a huge disconnect there. i'm not the raver type and just wanted to hang out with people, check stuff out, but there was definitely much more of a non-stop party than i really wanted. all party and no one to share it with i suppose.

however, one cool thing i did was to walk across the playa, find some friends, who in turn followed some dj in a big rolling fish bowl with speakers and monitors all over back to some 'club' in the middle of nowhere. it was interesting, but i didn't care much for the music so i headed back the way i came. the dust storm was incredible. i would just see people and vehicles and weird shit come out of no where. luckily i wasn't run over cuz people are all over the place in their art cars.

anyway, off in the distance i heard motors and drumming. i walked by and there were these mad max cars circling this big artsy wooden thing (no it wasn't the man), shooting flames at it, torching it. also lined up next to one of the cars that stopped were these drummers banging out a steady tribal rythm on their drums. pretty surreal.

so, yah, i guess you can take whatever you want from that place. there were definitely dorks, but also cool people and whatever else you wanted there. for me, it was definitely an experince and i like weird shit, but i'll probably never go back. just not my thing, really.

If you're planning on going to Burningman...

[vudufixit]

Try to stop at Pyramid Lake, if you're coming from southern Nevada. It's a huge lake surrounded by desert. The whole place is an Indian reservation. At one corner of the lake, a natural stone column (strikingly pyramid shaped) rises out of the water. At another part of the lake, is another stone shape that looks strikingly like a cloaked woman with a baby basket. The drive from Reno is breathtaking, from what I hear. And if you're into fishing, some of the world's largest cutthroat trout (Lahontan) are caught there.

Re:If you're planning on going to Burningman...

[Anonymous Coward]

If you DO stop by Pyramid lake, and stop on the East Shore, be very aware that cars get stuck in the sand ALL the time. Unless you have 4 wheel drive, I would visit the West side of the lake. It's a little further to go, and they DO ask you to pay a camp fee, and are quite adement about it. East side, less so, but if you don't have the right vehicle, you're in for an expensive rescue.