I remember how it all began
I drove my chevy to the playa but the playa was dry
As the ticking on the time clocks continued
them good old Minni-Reno boys (and all others)
help build our city.
But then the Man burned and the music wouldn’t play anymore
and in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried,
and the poets dreamed but not a word was spoken
as all the pretty people drove away.
Photos By: Evrim D. Cakir (AKA Madonna)
About the author: Madonna
Madonna has been an active Burner since 2000 when Edub and Total Mess first dragged her out to the desert. Since then, she's been an intricate part of the BM community.
As a photographer and one of Burning Man's original blog authors she composed stories and captured photographs that helped document the infancy and provide a visual diary of Burning Man in the early days. She created wildly popular photos and essays such as Sunny Dayz and Flambe Lounge that spread like wildfire; igniting the flame within founders, laypersons, and soon-to-be burners alike.
Her photographs have been featured in the New York Times and the Burning Man website. You can check out more of here work at her site and the Building Black Rock City 2003 Blog.
