There is this strange Art Festival being held in a faraway land, called Black Rock City, and my Mum is going there to stay for 2 weeks in August. She's been working hard, planning, making costumes and getting all hyped up about her trip, and I suppose its like me going to a huge off leash dog park, same thing. She's going there to make human connections with other souls, hearts and minds, and enjoy the art (she says).
Me supervising Rob to make sure he's doing it right
Her gift to the Burn this year is a shower system for her camp. Dad and Mum both planned the structure together, bought the parts and pieces, and they've been working hard putting things in place.
Since Dad isn't a burner (yet) and won't be going this year, he'll be staying home with me. Poor Rob got pulled in to help assemble it, but Rob's going to be Mum's camp buddy, so I guess he's going to have the luxury of taking showers in Mum's shower system too, so he can't complain.
Well, I wasn't too sure about the shower when it first got assembled together (guess its fairly obvious if you look at my face in the photo above). The wind kept making the curtain flap, and I got nervous. I took my time to sniff it, walk around it, and just observe. As usual, Mum said it was necessary to face my insecurities and fears, so she made me sit beside her next to the shower, while she worked with Rob. After a while, I realized it was no big deal, and I shouldn't be such a wuss.
Laying on a "Down" command next to Mum's shower
Ok Mum, I'm not being a wuss anymore. Can I go sniff at that bush that's been calling out to me?
Me posing with Rob as they were finishing up
Nuts, wing nuts, ring nuts, screws, there were many small and big pieces of stuff lying here and there, but I didn't even try touching one. Here in the photo, Rob is putting wing nuts in.
Rob pulled out a strange looking bag full of water. Later I learned it was called a Solar Bag.
Hey Daddy, have you finished soldering Mum's EL-wire yet?
Daddy loves to give me hugs and kisses. I moan and grunt in delight every time he does.
Chilling next to the huge shade cloth
Dear Mummy, I'm going to miss you when you go to Burning Man in 2 weeks.