
My journey began on Sunday morning around 8:30am. The ashes of The Man were still smoldering and a large crowd was there preparing breakfast, dancing and enjoying the tail end of the festivities surrounding the effigy.

As I left the main circle surrounding The Man, I stopped to take in the moment. One of the first alone moments I had at the burn. And one of the most beautiful.

When I arrived The Temple was already being prepped for the burn and the Temple Crew had roped off the perimeter. A Crew member told me I could place your message at the Altar which was just outside the perimeter fence.

The Altar was beautiful. Almost as beautiful as The Temple itself. There were still burners in mourning and reflection when I arrived, and so in order to not seem imposing or exploitive with my photographs, I kept my distance when placing the prepared message.

Your message was placed on the shadowy side of the alter with The Temple in the back. I spent some time alone sitting in the dust reflecting with it and thinking of you. I cried and opened for the first time this burn.
This was the last photograph I took at this burn.




