People traveled from all over the world to gather at the Man’s feet. A symbol that meant something different to every single individual. A group of my campmates and I made the journey via our art car this afternoon. It was the first time I experienced a dust storm whiteout. My camera will always have the fine powder in its crevices. All the elements in this scene were driving towards the man and I wanted to capture that directional flow. Black Rock Desert, Nevada.