Trying out a more soulful tone

These photographs are a work in progress. They attempt to capture the stark beauty of the place while also documenting some of the effects of environmental devastation and decline. They were taken over the course of a decade, starting in 2006.

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My time at Burning Man 2008 lasted just four and a half days. While I got out as much as I could, staying out late every night and rising before dawn each morning, I came home with a comparatively small number of photos. Pulling together 100 quality images was a challenge. I considered posting a shortened set, but finally decided to go for the usual 100. Needless to say, there are some images that don’t stand out on their own but that do help tell a story, or convey the distinctive spirit of the event. And that, after all, is the point. The images work best when they capture the raw energy, the bawdy humor, the carefree sexuality, the bad taste, and above all, the sheer outrageous good fun of it all.

— Photographer Monthly Magazine

Men, on the other hand, hang out among talking and discussing local events.

Born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Nicolas Marino is a 33 year-old architect and photographer currently based in Chengdu, China. For the last 6 years he has chosen a bicycle as means of transport to reach the most remote regions of the world where he focuses most of his documentary work. Some of his journeys include a 10.000km ride from Tehran to Shanghai and several trips around remote and rural China where he has now cycled over 8000km.

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In 2006, I returned to Burning Man with less of the frenzied enthusiasm and outlandish expectations of the year before. The goal, I decided, was simply to capture something of the beauty, the creativity, the exuberance and what I took to be the deeper personal significance of Burning Man. I abandoned the idea of capturing the event in any objective sense, favoring instead a more personal perspective, one more closely aligned with fine art photography than photojournalism. It was also the year I hit on a workable two-camera strategy for photographing the event, one that was flexible, relatively light, and spared me from having to make constant lens changes in a dusty and harsh environment. In retrospect, I consider it one my best years at Burning Man.

CV-63 USS Kitty Hawk / CVW-15 - Air Power Australia

2005 was my second year at Burning Man. The original plan was to create a photoessay—a journalistic piece combining images and text. My impulse was to try, in some small way, to convey the experience of Burning Man. I realized only afterward how impossible that would be. I came home with about 1,500 photos and a notebook full of remarkable quotes and stories. But looking over the photos, captions seemed extraneous. I asked myself, why not simply let the images speak for themselves? As we know, no words can properly convey the experience of Burning Man to someone who’s never been there. And for someone who has, words are hardly necessary. I selected 100 images, and left it at that. The format seemed to resonate, and it’s one I’ve kept to ever since.

Pittsburgh West Busway - Bus Rapid Transit

Burning Man 2007 is perhaps best remembered as the year the man burned five days ahead of schedule. I still regard it as one of the best years ever from the standpoint of photography. The art was massive and spectacular, the people endlessly beautiful and creative, and thanks to a rare tropical storm in the south, the skies were shifting, unpredictable, and perfect for photography. One day we had a sprinkling of rain followed by a double rainbow that people still speak radiantly about to this day. Although I lost some of the photos I shot, there were enough for this photoessay, one that offers at least a small glimpse of the extraordinary art, the beautiful faces, and the brilliant colors of Black Rock City.

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2009 was my sixth year out and the first on the documentation team—Burning Man’s cadre of “official” photographers. It was a wonderful and amazing week, wind and dust notwithstanding. Attendance was down by over ten percent—a first in the festival’s 23-year history. But much of the art was world class, the performances first-rate, the outlandish fashions and silly costumes unforgettable, and the people of Black Rock City, well, more beautiful than ever. One of the most memorable moments for me was going up in a private plane just after sunrise one morning and surveying Black Rock City from 10,000 feet. Breathtaking, and more than a little surreal!