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313--Nevada: Burning Man 2005, Interacting with Art @ CherieSpotting     Sep 07 2005 - 15:22 PST cherie writes: Every year people gather from all over the world to create a spontaneous community in the Black Rock Desert of Nevada. We call ourselves “Burners” and we call the vast expanse of desert around us “the playa.” “Playa” is the Spanish word for “beach.” Burners borrowed a word from another language to describe their desert surroundings of cracked earth and wild art. In the end the word “playa” seems oddly appropriate. When you come to Burning Man, you don’t enter another country…you enter another world. Here are photos of the playa art from Burning Man 2005. Click on each picture to see it full size. read comments (0) | write comment| views: 6905    | rated: 0.0    printer-friendly version   Cherie in a frame in the middle of Black Rock Desert at the Burning Man Festival 2005. *Photo by Greg. Margaret found the key to happiness! Greg and Brian can't catch the train with their bikes. What's he thinking? Burning Man tumbleweed? Lisa by the Man. A desert flower. Bowling for zebras? Brian by the windmills. Cherie by the purple head. With desert art, it's important to match. *Photo by Greg. Excuse me, do you need a bridesmaid? *Photo by Greg. Just married! Get ready to dream. Jean cleans out his ears. Help? Child, look towards the light. Margaret by the statue. Art doesn't need an explanation. It's all about prespective. Walking towards humanity. If you don't like the view, then make your own. The desert is green if you want it to be. I'm feeling a bit orange today. Brian, an artist at work. Brian makes his statement about the Hokey Pokey. Art. No smoking! Brian stops for a quick puff. A smoke built for a giant. A yellow submarine. What is that? This guy must have a shoe fetish. Burn everything that holds us back. For some the temple is beauty, for others it is sorrow. The temple burns on the last night of the Burning Man Festival. The temple. The temple. Have you lost your mind? Which way do we go? That way! Go over there. There's nothing there but a couch! In the wind. Art. Lisa looks at the tower. Lisa is at the top! Jean below...Lisa at the top! Jean and Margaret make the climb. Jean and Molly look down. Margaret! Jean and Mark at the top! Jean inside the tower. Art. What is better...Here ot There? Some say it's Here. Greg says it's There. Here or There? Does it matter? We're happy There. They could stay Here a while. Karem swings on a giant rock. Pull those rocks around. Karem in full swing. Dicky's glass box is an experiment in isolation. Dicky sleeping in his box. Looking in. Brian. It's nice to know that some things are still free. My fuzzy orange throne. Karem by the purple head. Am I dreaming? All of this art lies on the cracked canvas of the Black Rock Desert in Nevada.