I generally try to avoid going to TTITD ("That Thing in the Desert") aka Burning Man aka Black Rock City Nevada with much of a plan, since whatever structure I try to put in place tends to get blown away like a poorly-staked tent in a 70 MPH dust storm.
This year though I wanted to try something of an informal photo project, where I could combine the appropriate lack of impulse control with an exercise in capturing one of the more endearing elements of the Burn, namely, how the heat and the dust and the strangeness of it all brings into stark relief the connections we tend to form as primates. Both good and bad. As one friend put it to me: "The Burn will strengthen the strong and will expedite the breaking of those already broken."
If I was in camp in the evening at sunset, I'd head to to my street (4:15 & Florin) and I would ask two people if they would like their photo taken. Many obliged. I decided to call it Ordered Pairs.
I wish I could show the before and after photos of these selections, as I'm new to portraiture, but showing the progression of how two people would approach each other, the ritual, the forms, and then come together for an embrace, well, you feel like you've been given a window into the intimacy they share.
It is voyeurism, sure, but what knowledge of The Other isn't?