favorite gifts
coolest gift
One of the coolest gift I got was a beautiful tattoo drawn on me henna-style whilst told a poem about me by 'The Poet'.
On my birthday a Bunny Girl (she was coming out of a top-hat) & a couple of cute boy-friends took me out to the 'Wish Machine', where they gathered up all the random wanderers to join hands in a circle. After I made my birthday wish, the group of 20-30 burners gave me
1.) A bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade
2.) A joint (!)
3.) A necklace with two hearts, one gold, one silver
4.) A pair of fresh socks (gee- thanks again!)
5.) A tag that said: "You Belong Here. You helped make this burn special. Pass this tag along to someone else who has made it special for you."
xSuZQ
On my birthday a Bunny Girl (she was coming out of a top-hat) & a couple of cute boy-friends took me out to the 'Wish Machine', where they gathered up all the random wanderers to join hands in a circle. After I made my birthday wish, the group of 20-30 burners gave me
1.) A bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade
2.) A joint (!)
3.) A necklace with two hearts, one gold, one silver
4.) A pair of fresh socks (gee- thanks again!)
5.) A tag that said: "You Belong Here. You helped make this burn special. Pass this tag along to someone else who has made it special for you."
xSuZQ
Oh Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures! - Alex DeLarge
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some little things
some little gifts were just wonderful.
An older woman had a container of biscotti and was walking around the coffee lines in center camp cafe giving them away.
A couple had an easel set up with a stencil and spray paints to put an image of the man on your clothes (or whatever)
The snowcone people were from heaven
An older woman had a container of biscotti and was walking around the coffee lines in center camp cafe giving them away.
A couple had an easel set up with a stencil and spray paints to put an image of the man on your clothes (or whatever)
The snowcone people were from heaven
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Does anybody have a clue where this came from?
Two beautiful girls gave me this amazing pendant at a rest stop after I left BRC on Monday after the event. I was totally out of it and I have no clue. Any help greatly appreciated.
Moonbeam

Moonbeam

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They were two doors down from me!!!A couple had an easel set up with a stencil and spray paints to put an image of the man on your clothes (or whatever)
I've got a shirt with that stencil on it. Nice...
I think some of my favorite gifts I got were just stories and memories. But I have to say, I walked out of my hotel room in Reno the day after the burn and there, on my truck window, was a neato clay burning man medallion. I just grinned like hell at that. Thanks whoever you were.
Interesting how some of the best gifts come at a time other than “on playa”. (like lip balm)
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The best gift I ever received from Burnig Man, was "The Gift of Burning Man" My boyfriend took me to Burning Man in 2002 and I am a forever changed person. Cheesy, yes but it's true. If your curious about a physical item. It would have to be a Burning man pin that was given to me right after the man burned. I was walking to Center Camp thinking how I didn't want it to end, then I realized that this is my home and it can never end or be forgotten.
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Sparkletarte I found one of those little guardian angel bracelets on the playa as well, passed it onto one of my friends and made her day as unbeknown to me she had a thing about guardian angels.
Physical artifact gift: stopped at a filling station on the way to BRC wondering what the hell I was letting myself in for, some apprehension sitting uneasily on my shoulders. Helped out a burner with their trailor and he gifted me a beautiful metalwork mans head pendant/ bottle opener. It was the act of giving more than anything else that meant so much to me, I wasn't even on the playa yet! Also taught me an important lesson, do not wear black metal object bare chested at noon, special and educational.
Most special gift was some of the people I met, whether for just a moment or for proper friendship they all shaped my view/ experience of BM for the better. Damn its cliche but I sit here grinning all the same.
DougalD
Physical artifact gift: stopped at a filling station on the way to BRC wondering what the hell I was letting myself in for, some apprehension sitting uneasily on my shoulders. Helped out a burner with their trailor and he gifted me a beautiful metalwork mans head pendant/ bottle opener. It was the act of giving more than anything else that meant so much to me, I wasn't even on the playa yet! Also taught me an important lesson, do not wear black metal object bare chested at noon, special and educational.
Most special gift was some of the people I met, whether for just a moment or for proper friendship they all shaped my view/ experience of BM for the better. Damn its cliche but I sit here grinning all the same.
DougalD
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Re: Gifts
"My third favorite gift was Burt's ball in my drink--I didn't eat it, but I sure enjoyed it's floating nature".
what the hell was that? someone told me it was a pickled asian fruit of some kind but i thought that drink was the most foul tasting thing I had on the playa. no direspect to the makers just not my fort'e. They did have a great cocktail party despite the drink I thought.
what the hell was that? someone told me it was a pickled asian fruit of some kind but i thought that drink was the most foul tasting thing I had on the playa. no direspect to the makers just not my fort'e. They did have a great cocktail party despite the drink I thought.
Rob the bank, give the money to the poor, then steal from the poor and shoot the money.......or something like that.
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oh yea and the maze nexed to the space virgins roman colloseum thing. best fucking maze EVER. I seriously got lost in there the first time for like 1/2 an hour (lets just say I was not in the remembering where I came from frame of mind). it rocked my socks off. oh and the blue room in there that you could controle diffrent sections of the lights with elevator buttons, it was soooo cool.
Rob the bank, give the money to the poor, then steal from the poor and shoot the money.......or something like that.
So... I had a couple of extra bottles of cheap-ass vodka and I thought I'd see if the neighbors wanted it. The neighbor asks if I want to trade. I say I'm in a giftin' mood, but ask to see what he's trading.
He opens this cardboard box and takes out the most beautiful glass dildo you've ever seen. At the base is a woman's waist (she's got the most wonderful tush). The box had about a dozen of 'em, and each one was a little different from the rest. He (the neighbor) explained he was a glass artist, and he'd made these especially for BM.
I made the almost fatal mistake of bringin' it to the LL for show-and-tell last Monday. Every single woman in the place went ga-ga, and I was lucky to get it home in one piece.
He opens this cardboard box and takes out the most beautiful glass dildo you've ever seen. At the base is a woman's waist (she's got the most wonderful tush). The box had about a dozen of 'em, and each one was a little different from the rest. He (the neighbor) explained he was a glass artist, and he'd made these especially for BM.
I made the almost fatal mistake of bringin' it to the LL for show-and-tell last Monday. Every single woman in the place went ga-ga, and I was lucky to get it home in one piece.
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My coolest BM gift:
In 2002, I was sitting in my little theme camp doing fluorescent body painting. One day, a fellow came in, sat down and began talking with me about what I was doing.
I told him, and before too long someone came in wanting decoration. I talked with my client, trying do discern what it is they were in the mood for (primitive, tribal, geometric, techno became descrptions that I found to be useful). My guest sat back and watched the interaction and how I proceeded with the person's request.
After I finished, our conversation continued, and we discussed the patterns that can be found in different cultures and who is drawn to what and the similarities exist in between basic patterns.
Or conversation continued for a few hours, during which other clients would come in and I would repeat the process for each of them. My guest even helped out on a couple.
Eventually, the time came for him to leave and wished each other well.
A year passed, and I was back at Burning Man doing the body paint thing again (bigger camp this time). About half way through the week, the fellow that I chatted with the year before walks into camp and warmly greets me. We embrace, and I ask him how the year has treated him.
He sits down and tells me of how he left the US after the previous burn and he ended up in a small village in Vietnam. He lived there for most of that year, but while he was there, he recalled our conversation. He went to a 90-year-old lady of the village and asked her to make a shawl of traditional patterns. After she completed this shawl, he tucked it away.
Time wore on, and he made preparations for his trip back to the US to attend Burning Man that year--shawl packed in his gear.
After a year had past, he had returned on the anniversary of our talk to present me with the shawl in thanks and memory for our conversation.
It now hangs in a prominent place so I can look at it everyday, smile, and remind myself of the power of people's generosity and how the smallest thing can mean so much to someone else.
In 2002, I was sitting in my little theme camp doing fluorescent body painting. One day, a fellow came in, sat down and began talking with me about what I was doing.
I told him, and before too long someone came in wanting decoration. I talked with my client, trying do discern what it is they were in the mood for (primitive, tribal, geometric, techno became descrptions that I found to be useful). My guest sat back and watched the interaction and how I proceeded with the person's request.
After I finished, our conversation continued, and we discussed the patterns that can be found in different cultures and who is drawn to what and the similarities exist in between basic patterns.
Or conversation continued for a few hours, during which other clients would come in and I would repeat the process for each of them. My guest even helped out on a couple.
Eventually, the time came for him to leave and wished each other well.
A year passed, and I was back at Burning Man doing the body paint thing again (bigger camp this time). About half way through the week, the fellow that I chatted with the year before walks into camp and warmly greets me. We embrace, and I ask him how the year has treated him.
He sits down and tells me of how he left the US after the previous burn and he ended up in a small village in Vietnam. He lived there for most of that year, but while he was there, he recalled our conversation. He went to a 90-year-old lady of the village and asked her to make a shawl of traditional patterns. After she completed this shawl, he tucked it away.
Time wore on, and he made preparations for his trip back to the US to attend Burning Man that year--shawl packed in his gear.
After a year had past, he had returned on the anniversary of our talk to present me with the shawl in thanks and memory for our conversation.
It now hangs in a prominent place so I can look at it everyday, smile, and remind myself of the power of people's generosity and how the smallest thing can mean so much to someone else.
middle-aged, wannabe-hipster, dilettante
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Amazing story, Zane.Zane5100 wrote: It now hangs in a prominent place so I can look at it everyday, smile, and remind myself of the power of people's generosity and how the smallest thing can mean so much to someone else.
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"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
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