toys, toys, toys

   Individual sculptures were set up at random intervals by their creators on the bleak desert plane. There was a huge billowing tower of red fabric…A human form with a Television for a head staring off into the desert…an organic metal vine that spewed fire. Everywhere you turned was another bundle of creative expression. The artists didn't create the pieces to make a buck or spread their name or for any of the things that motivate people back in "the real world." The only motivation was to share the vision and add to the collective experience. I was inspired by the pure artistic motivations. Creations for expressions sake. In fact, at the end of the week, the majority of these sculptures would be burned. Wow.