There is a twisted duality to our prep for this massive thing we are doing. One of our clan has been denied a visa to the USA. And has been separated from his girl who now lives in NYC. How unjust are the bureaucratic trappings of this world? This is a tragedy. A modern tragedy. Today loves are lost not in childbirth or infection but in promotions and visa refusal, bound and gagged in red tape.
So I am covering Burning Man festival. It's true. And I am being accompanied by the best photographer I know. It seems too sweet to bear.
I intend to document the exploits of our high flying hearts. Capture and send home the reality and the idealism, the intricacies, the minutiae as our little community is absorbed and mixes with the gigantic international community of Black Rock City.
Oh my God.
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