I've helped put up structures and I've partied on those rocks. Not the same.
I remember when I first saw that thing, early on and in the dead of night. I loved the look of it but would not get anywhere near the rocks. I was way too fucking scared for that. I would have loved to have been there when the first person braved climbing it. I would have loved to have been there when the first couple climbed up onto a boulder in solitude. I would have loved to have been there when the first impromptu swinging boulder dance party erupted. That piece was not only lovely IMNSHO it, through the magic of burning man, was a fulcrum for a variety of wacky social and personal experiences. If 3 bucks outta my ticket went to help make it happen I am happy for it. I don't like all the big art out there. Just like I don't like all the music, all the smaller art, all the crafts, and certainly not all the people. But as I said before, to get rid of the variety of scale and experience would, in my mind, be quite a diminishment.
I cried my eyes out at the temple the first year it was up. Last year I gazed upon Jabba D2, or whatever, and said WTF? YMMV but it is the V part that I don't want to give up.
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