Today I re-watched a documentary I saw few months ago at Tony “Coyote” Perez-Banuet’s OSHA (Occupational Safety and Health Administration) class in Black Rock City.
While living in the mountains now, I’ve been observing the feeling of time as it slows down and also moves in fast speed simultaneously.
After concentrating a month fully on carpentry and building, it is time to shift the focus back to sharing stories collected during this incredible meeting of the mind in the Black Rock Desert and furthermore, in the whole World.
On Friday morning (night) I woke up 2 AM to drive with my friends Lew and Lyndsey from Reno straight to the playa in Black Rock Desert to arrive there just before the sunrise to pound T-stakes and tie orange colored fence around the constantly arising Black Rock City.
While migrating from Estonia – a place of forests and wetlands to the wide and dry Black Rock desert, I made a stop on a beach in New Jersey to capture a festival Gratitude Migration in drawings and dance with the birds of my kind.
I was in Brooklyn under a viaduct waiting for a ride – a colorful school bus for crazy kids going to the Gratitude Migration Festival, when I met Andy.