Building the Temple of Grace
My first year at Burning Man, the Temple stood out most. I came prepared for the sunrise parties and the acid head ragers; I didn’t expect to find a place dedicated to mourning and reflection. Every year, thousands of people from all over the world trek deep into the desert to enter the temple walls. People place letters to lost loved ones in its altars, bare their pain on its beams, and meditate on the things they want to let go of. On the last night, the Temple burns, as tens of thousands of spectators watch in silence.
These photographs capture the people who built this years temple, the people who live in the desert long before the event, crafting the structure piece by piece.
