SuePH

Graphic Designer | Visual Artist

Category: Landscape

This is Burning Man: Black Rock Desert | Gerlach Nevada

It may not look like much but there are 50 thousand people down there on the playa. This is Burning Man 2012. My cousin was in town from Germany and by complete spontaneity, since we didn’t have tickets, we made plans anyway to take the 200 mile drive [my fav] and go to Gerlach and the hills of the Black Rock Desert.

There are two roads around the Black Rock Desert and train track that runs through it. I had been on the northern route before in February which is the main way onto the playa. Traffic was at a minimum at 9am but wanted to take Rte 49 to Winnemucca anyway. It’s not well marked or maintained but fun to drive.  Two or 3 miles later as Black Rock City grew larger on every ridge I drove until I saw my shot. On a clear day you can see Steamboat Mtn, Mormon Dan Peak and Burnt Rock Peak but today was clouded by the activity on the playa. The dust plume looked like it was reaching 200 feet up in the air and the scene was difficult to see.

It was an amazing sight to barely grasp the amount of people, art, trailers and bicycles that amounted to a city 11 times larger than the little town I grew up in. We got back in the Baja and drove up the road a couple more miles to get closer. Parked in the middle of the road and hiked up the ridge for a better perspective. Here we photographed and took in the mighty sight of Burning Man.  We could see that there was a temporary landing strip for the plethora of planes and helicopters flying around. I could of stayed on that ridge all day but we photographed all we could and headed down.

The drive back to Reno was just as fun as we stopped frequently and intermingled with the burners that either were coming in to town for supplies or had had enough of the playa dust. You can spot a burner a mile away as they are covered in the fine white dust that clings like glue for weeks if you don’t know how to clean it off properly. Our first stop was just out of Gerlach in the town Empire a dot on the map that consisted of storage units, a convenience store/restaurant, gas station and a couple vendors set up with white canopies selling their Burning Man necessities. We stopped for cash in anticipation of stopping at one of the many mini oasiss’ on the Indian reservation selling Fry Bread Tacos. If you have never had fry bread this is something indulgent everyone must try at least once.

We stopped at Oasis 29 which was the busiest. Ordered our delectables’ and chatted with the burners while our tacos were being freshly prepared. Julian, being from Germany, had never had fry bread and was willing to try a Taco. We dropped the back of the Baja with the giant tacos as the seating area was full and proceeded to indulge. Personally it was the best lunch I had had in some time but not so healthy. We enjoyed them anyway and Julian liked it so much he was craving one the next day! so was I….Growing up around Blackfoot country in Montana I had plenty of opportunities to enjoy fry bread on the reservations there but it had been quite a long time.

Before we left Oasis 29 I had to photograph the vehicle of one of the burners. It was a deluxe RV with a cherry red VW bug hitched to the back. Not so much cherry red with all the playa dust enveloping it and the owners didn’t think it was looking too good as I complemented them on what a nice bug they had. I photographed it anyway in all it’s playa glory. The Texas licence plate read Goddes.

Goddes | Texas 2012

I told them if they really want to clean up their beauty asap they could stop in Nixon for a rinse down. They rolled out and were on their way as we finished our lunch and let the dog wonder and stretch her legs a bit. Continuing down the road we reached Nixon. A small quiet town on the edge of the Truckee river. The people of Nixon were cashing in on Burning Man with temporary tents advertising car washes, garbage collection and fry bread taco stands. Passing signs that read “We love Burners, stop for a wash” I spotted Goddes at one of the RV washing stations. Tickled to see that the bug had been partially cleaned up we rolled in to see her in what she was meant to look like. Cherry Red and shiny wheel covers. I had to get a before and after…….

Goddes After

It was a great day out and was happy to show Julian the beauty of the Black Rock, Pyramid Lake and the road to Gerlach. We zoomed back to Reno so Julian could catch the Wild West Rib Festival with our friend Bruce before it got too late.

Next year….next year I will take the plunge and endure the dust and experience Burning Man. Maybe…..if anything photograph it at night from the hills. We’ll see.

 

Photo of the Moment [8]: DIY style looking good

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Random Things I love, have, want, and or otherwise DIY’d and The Police

Talk, meet, call, engage, network, produce, think… critically think, create, draw, layout, photograph, edit, write, moderate, reply, S T O P.    …Work, meet, call, engage, produce, think… critically think, layout , draw, create, photograph, edit, write, tweet,  moderate, reply, S T O P. Time to reflect……

Enjoy. Happy Summer Soltice to one and all.

Today I stopped and smelled the roses per say. For a second. It’s the longest day of the year and my favorite day outside of Fall and Spring here in the high desert. The garden is growing[first] and my aries persona is beaming, [Thanks to many friends and family that are rooting].   The day is as long as the birds are singing , networks are expanding and a resolve is in sight….s t o p. Someone asked me the other day how it was possible to process all those tweets everyday….I couldn;’t answer yet I do do do,  however in hindsight…the answer is that the brain is big and mostly unused….  Too much food for thought though sometimes. yes. Knowledge is pain. Seek Bliss.

As I sit in my favorite garden chair and write at about 8:45 pm and the sun is still up and feeling that twilight coming on i remember to take the time to reflect. And slowly write. as it taken me 24 hours to finish…

I have gathered a few photos of the moment……. loves, wants, haves, and DIY’s for you to see. [and probably again on Pinterest soon…..or twitter or my gallery site … maybe FB.]   Keep moving but remember to always S  T  O  P. and enjoy.

OOOh…just felt a minute earthquake…..yikes none felt since 2007…..wild! [note to self…must attach earthquake strap to mid century hutch my Dad built.] 

Virginia and Truckee

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Virginia City | Nevada

Last weekend I hit the road for some recon and location scouting for an upcoming wedding I’m shooting. Virginia City Nevada is an amazing little town in the middle of rolling hills if you like history, old towns rich in character and really old architecture. I get excited about all three. I left Reno in a wind storm as billowing clouds were ramping up over the Sierras and dropping rain in the basin.  I headed up Geiger Grade chasing the sunshine to Virgina City and the wind followed me as rolled into this small mining town. I was happy to have 4 hours of sunshine to explore, meet the caretakers of the Mackay Mansion and drive all over town. I even had time for a short hike with the dog up to the top of town to take in the view and capture the scene. Here’s the day. Take it in and enjoy the remains of the day. Happy.

Here’s  a song to carry you along.

and another…..

…my visual feast.

Picket c2012

Picket c2012

Virginia and Truckee c2012

Virginia and Truckee c2012

Lanterns c2012

Lanterns c2012

Morning View c2012

Morning View c2012

The Carriage Haus Entrance c2012

The Carriage Haus Entrance c2012

Old Lantern | New Wire c2012

Old Lantern | New Wire c2012

Mackay Mansion Detail c2012

Mackay Mansion Detail c2012

A View Through Time c2012

A View Through Time c2012

The Tour==> c2012

The Tour==> c2012

Vantage Point c2012

Vantage Point c2012

The Gazebo c2012

The Gazebo c2012

Out on a Bridge c2012

Out on a Bridge c2012

Window & Lantern c2012

Window & Lantern c2012

Octavio and Margaret c2012

Octavio and Margaret c2012

The Mackay Mansion 1860 | c2012

The Mackay Mansion 1860 | c2012

The Blue House c2012

The Blue House c2012

Geiger Grade c2012

Geiger Grade c2012

4 Hours Later c2012

4 Hours Later c2012

The Yellow House c2012

The Yellow House c2012

Bucket of Blood Saloon c2012

Bucket of Blood Saloon c2012

Good Ole' Boys c2012

Good Ole' Boys c2012

Bucket of Blood Detail c2012

Bucket of Blood Detail c2012

The Mackay c2012

The Mackay c2012

Foreshadowing c2012

Foreshadowing c2012

Here Comes the Bride c2012

Here Comes the Bride c2012

Steeple c2012

Steeple c2012

Beauty at the Top c2012

Beauty at the Top c2012

Roof Tops c2012

Roof Tops c2012

V c2012

V c2012

No. 2 c2012

No. 2 c2012

Death Doors | Back of the Bucket of Blood c2012

Death Doors | Back of the Bucket of Blood c2012

The Gazebo II c2012

The Gazebo II c2012

200 Miles | 200 Photographs

The Black Rock Desert was calling my name today. My camera was pulling my shoestring so I loaded up the dog and everything needed for a mini road trip into the depth of the desert. If you don’t know Nevada it can be a pretty desolate place full of silence. But there are rules and dangers you must be aware of. One, like checking your snow line for avalanche danger you must know where to drive and what not to drive on. The desert is full of silt and one drop of water can be like mixing a bag a of concrete or quick sand. I know the rules and abide. So I go up….mountains are better terrain than dry lake beds and the view over the huge playa that you see for miles is breathtaking.

The Black Rock Desert was calling my name today and my mind’s eye was telling me to get these images. I had driven through Gerlach a month back headed towards Surprise Valley for some winter camping over the New Year Holiday but didn’t stop to explore the BRD. Mainly because the playa was spitting up white dust as far as the eye could see and as we drove through it was a complete white out for a mile. Only when we started to ascend up and over to the next dry lake valley did I look back and see the BRD in all it’s glory. All the while taking a mental note to drive back soon for a solo trip to explore.

When you pull to the side of the road and take a step out you can immediately feel how soft and subtle the ground feels. That’s the silt and that’s not where you want to be when a flash flood comes a calling. 100 miles later the dog was itching for freedom and so we hiked up a natural drainage of DG and beautiful granite stepping-stones to a lone tree in the middle of the desert.

The Black Rock Desert was calling my name today.  The sound of silence is a very powerful nothing.  All thoughts rush from your brain and all you are left with is wind, sunshine and the view. This was a perfect day. A perfectly selfish kind of day.

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