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Jul. 26th, 2006 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bluebeardAlrighty. Transformus. Let's dredge from skull-matter:
We arrived Friday, set up, and went to it. At a peak of around 1,000 people, that's the most of that ilk I've ever seen in one place. Exceedingly grand, it was.
Radical Faerie camp is in a nice spot. Not as wet as some places, not as blisteringly hot as others; just about right. There are big plans for next year's camp kitchen. We managed to get out leaving nothing behind but tent-marks in the leaves. And glitter.
There was a huge sculpture called the Joyful Heart Temple; wooden structure with a large cloth heart suspended in the middle. The idea was to write on the structure itself, or write on paper and put it in the heart, and later it all got burned. Many people wrote messages to people who had died or otherwise weren't around anymore.
The Pallet Bar was a neat-o feature; a bar made entirely out of... pallets. Bring your own cup and get a glassful. This was also burned.
TOUCH Samadhi had a rave-type-deal set up way out in the woods. Pretty neat digs, if you're into 180bpm+ graver beats.
We hung out a fair amount with the Tie-Dyed Vikings; neat crowd. They'd made woad and were painting everyone up. Louis has gift ideas in mind for them next year I think they'll flip over.
The Bamboozler (wicker man) was an impressive sight. Shorter than intended, as it was windy and the legs just couldn't take it, but it burned brightly.
Apparently various people described as "straight rednecks" saw me running around in a miniskirt and mesh shirt and said: "I'd do that". I turn straight men. That's funny.
I got flogged under a flaming arch by a chick named Delia I met. I.... will be doing that again. Yes. She coulda hit harder.
There's pics of the faeries at http://mynaughtypony.com/trans06. Yes, there's nudity. That's me in the purple wig.
Beyond fun. I made a lot of new friends, got drunk, got beaten, got laid, went swimming in the lake, did some fun drag, a fair amount of just hiking around, fell off an art see-saw and got bruised, participated in the burn rituals, and just all around recharged like a motherfucker.
So going back next year.
We arrived Friday, set up, and went to it. At a peak of around 1,000 people, that's the most of that ilk I've ever seen in one place. Exceedingly grand, it was.
Radical Faerie camp is in a nice spot. Not as wet as some places, not as blisteringly hot as others; just about right. There are big plans for next year's camp kitchen. We managed to get out leaving nothing behind but tent-marks in the leaves. And glitter.
There was a huge sculpture called the Joyful Heart Temple; wooden structure with a large cloth heart suspended in the middle. The idea was to write on the structure itself, or write on paper and put it in the heart, and later it all got burned. Many people wrote messages to people who had died or otherwise weren't around anymore.
The Pallet Bar was a neat-o feature; a bar made entirely out of... pallets. Bring your own cup and get a glassful. This was also burned.
TOUCH Samadhi had a rave-type-deal set up way out in the woods. Pretty neat digs, if you're into 180bpm+ graver beats.
We hung out a fair amount with the Tie-Dyed Vikings; neat crowd. They'd made woad and were painting everyone up. Louis has gift ideas in mind for them next year I think they'll flip over.
The Bamboozler (wicker man) was an impressive sight. Shorter than intended, as it was windy and the legs just couldn't take it, but it burned brightly.
Apparently various people described as "straight rednecks" saw me running around in a miniskirt and mesh shirt and said: "I'd do that". I turn straight men. That's funny.
I got flogged under a flaming arch by a chick named Delia I met. I.... will be doing that again. Yes. She coulda hit harder.
There's pics of the faeries at http://mynaughtypony.com/trans06. Yes, there's nudity. That's me in the purple wig.
Beyond fun. I made a lot of new friends, got drunk, got beaten, got laid, went swimming in the lake, did some fun drag, a fair amount of just hiking around, fell off an art see-saw and got bruised, participated in the burn rituals, and just all around recharged like a motherfucker.
So going back next year.