The fierce and debilitating dust storm subsided momentarily to allow for unaffected appreciation of the sporadically placed art between the Man and an ever expanding hemisphere of visual and auditory stimuli. Beige soot covered my surrogate family from head to foot as we stared slack-jawed at a ligh...

Slowly tracing the seams at the top of the tent with my newly shifted perspective, I noticed the lights from the passing cars tease my demise as they shone on the side of my structure. I was confident they wouldn’t run me over, but I imagined it would happen. An argument between two proud men could ...

where was the screen of which you speak? If memory serves, it was at one end of the Esplanade, across from Bad Idea Theater and next to the "Popcorn Gifting Center". That whole section of town had me really inspired one night. Whoa, dude, the flashing. I tried to read your post but I felt a seizure...

For a short while, I was one of four burners gazing up at this screen like a newborn gazes into the eyes of an unseen ghost. Intertwined with a multi-media conceptual art project of the perspective-altering variety. In front of us was a screen with two cameras on either side displaying the image of ...

At 9am I awoke to find myself soaking in my saltwater once again. I barely had time to remember where I was when the familiar sounds of Europe’s opus, once again came blaring through the morning air. By this time everyone within earshot was half expecting it to happen. “We’re leaving together, but s...