one small seed presents : Special Edition AfrikaBurn 2012

SHOW YOUR BURNYOUR BEST ‘ AFRIKABURN MEMORIES 2012 ’

founder | editor-in-chiefgiuseppe russo

designerdavid plenderleith

coverphotographer: stu shapiro

contributors/photographersBarend LÖeter, Taryn Lewis, Vincent Raffray, Karyn Reyolds, Harry Bodens, Patrick John, Jolene Bertoldi, Cheryl Traub Adler, Neo Morapeli, Matt Rosengarten, Jack Daniel Mason, Sarah Mitchell, Laren Robertson, jutta, ron paschke, jean- marc le-derman, Julia green, stephan hambsch, daniel rautenbach, sarah duff, Lenita du Plessis, Wesley Davis, Paolo Deliperi, Mark Stead, donald Barnett, Moreau carole, Asanda Kaka, amber rathbone, carol bradley, david plenderleith, hailey, matt da-vidson, Virginie harel, Diaan Mynhardt, lisa millbacher, victoria, sandy mclea, thomas william neil va schalkwyk, laura jade chit-tenden, dane Neill, melanie bold, lisakAy burnell, Kieron jina, tammy fabian, aviv weil, .... eugene, stu shaper, primary ben-efactor, Lara Kirsten, Travis Lyle, Afrikaburn,

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show your burn afrikaburn festival april 2012

Matt Rosengartenhttp://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/MattRosengarten

Giuseppe Russohttp://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/1c2gnlxxqj9e9

Snapshot: AfrikaBurnWords by: Travis Lyle

In Tankwa Town, Karoo, this is normal:

1. You can’t sell anything, and you can’t buy anything. Apart from ice. 2. There’s a camp that sells Lost Mind Insurance. Some need it.3. An enormous wooden sculpture with eight heads burns on the Saturday night. This is the San Clan.


4. There’s a post office – Burning Mail – that will deliver your postcards in Tankwa Town, and in the default world. 5. Rangers are the nearest thing to a community police force. Only they don’t lay down rules, they simply mediate, and make sure people don’t hurt themselves.


6. Mutant vehicles prowl the desert: bunny slipper bikes, sharks on wheels and mobile couches.7. When darkness falls, Tankwa Town erupts into a wild show of flames, LEDs, EL wire and lasers.8. There are no spectators, only participants.


Dane Neillhttp://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DaneNeill

Dane Neillhttp://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DaneNeill

Julia Greenhttp://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/JuliaGreen

BURN BABY BURN


DESERT WALKING


6ISH STREET

Lisa Millbacher http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LisaMillbacher

Lisa Millbacher http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LisaMillbacher

Taryn Lewis http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/TarynLewis

UNLOCK LOVES POTENTIAL

Taryn Lewis http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/TarynLewis

Mark Stead http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/MarkStead148



‘A view into the magical place of AfrikaBurn, where you can be anyone or no-one, find friendship and love… A time of reflection and finding oneself: a true reality.’

Sarah Mitchell http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/SarahMitchell

Sarah Mitchell http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/SarahMitchell

REST YOUR SOUL AND FIND BALANCE

Tammy Fabian http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/tammyfabian

BURNING

Tammy Fabian http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/tammyfabian

CRYTICAL SISTERS

PORNBUNTING

WOLF AND PANDA

FLAMETHROWER

LINE UP

Thomas William Neilva Schalkwyk http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/ThomasWilliamNeilvaSchalkwyk

Diaan Mynhardt http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DiaanMynhardt

AS MOTHER NATURE INTEDED

TRIKE TRIP

MAD ALEX



Aviv Weil http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/AvivWeil

HUGZ THE GIANT HUGGING PANDA

Saturday night in Tankwa Town. I became a giant hugging panda, complete with fur and blinking LED lights spelling out my name and purpose: HUGZ. My plan? To go from camp to camp hugging out good vibes. I figured there’d be 10, maybe 20 hugs at most before people would get bored of me. Over 150 hugs later, HUGZ was a flippen hit! Cries of “OMG it’s a panda!” and “Can I get a hug?” followed by what can only be described as absolute “panda-monium” filled the night. Girls, guys, DJ’s, kids... there was enough of HUGZ for everybody who wanted some. I even met a lovely little female panda on the dance floor, which just topped my night off in the most perfect of ways. The next morning, my back felt broken. I could hardly move, but the agony was well worth the joy HUGZ had brought the night before. Well worth the stories I kept hearing from smiling faces about the mysterious hugging panda that roamed Tank-wa Town. Can’t wait to take him to Burning Man in August. Get ready Black Rock City, HUGZ is coming...

MR UBUNTU

Carol Bradley http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/CarolBradley

VANI-TEA

Kieron Jina http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/KieronJina

VANI-TEA

TEA PARTY WITH MY JELLYFISH

LisakAy Burnell http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LisakAyBurnell




Jean-marc Lederman http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/jeanmarclederman






Amber Rathbone http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/AmberRathbone

Amber Rathbone http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/AmberRathbone

The roar of the Dragon resonating to all the Village people to prepare for a night, a night full of mystical happenings, unlimited love and a life-changing experience in Wonderland.

I was sent to gather content: I dived right into the heart of the festival, without knowing anyone. I travelled with ’the Temple crew’ who had the task of building the Solace Temple - a place of retreat from the abnormal delirium that goes on in Tankwa Town. Waking up at first light was a trivial challenge in contrast to the actual sweat and effort that went into fighting the zealous desert conditions.

I felt lost with an unusual group of happy hippie strangers. I did not know how to act or who to be; the sense of self I had was tested. This place makes you forget how you think you see yourself. It’s amazing feeling renewed and having the chance to function as whomever in the new society.

Before we even got there I thought I had found a utopia. Is too much freedom a bad thing? I guess I have never truly released

Day Two and the lines of normality had started to blur, ‘what is normal?’ and ‘what is this place?’

I think that those who thought the ’60s or ’80s were over, were wrong. This is a place where no money is accepted, where a new community arises and you embrace whatever persona you choose… any era is real if you want it to be.

While I was there I did not want to know who the people were, or what they did in the other world. I wanted them to be the magic I meet, and I wanted that to stay there. Everyone released who they were in such a unique way; I did not want clouds of judgment. Such a place is like a dream, I knew my time would come and then go. And I was ok with that.

I remember thinking that we are no-one outside this place, everything is so differ-ent; the other world was so far away, literally, and in my mind. I realize how stupid I was in thinking I would have time to read a Men’s Health for entertainment. In the reality I live I am free. I choose peace, and it flows through me. I was the only one with wide eyes and I began to see how you can spot a first-time Burner, with ’Cool’ definitely being the overheard word of my trip. I found peace in the magical place. Now to imagine those stars again…. I so quickly got used to that vast majestic landscape

Or realized?

on my way back i was gifted with this poem which would love to share.

“The Africa Desert where magic turns realunexpectedly inapplicable only tells how i feelrunning through my mind with relentless persist

i’m asking how such a place can existI rode the storm & witnessed the flame

wondering how is my mind still the sameunlimited enjoyment, Just what the soul yearned

never will i forget the time that Africa Burned “

LETS GET BUILDING

Or realized?

on my way back i was gifted with this poem which would love to share.

“The Africa Desert where magic turns realunexpectedly inapplicable only tells how i feelrunning through my mind with relentless persist

i’m asking how such a place can existI rode the storm & witnessed the flame

wondering how is my mind still the sameunlimited enjoyment, Just what the soul yearned

never will i forget the time that Africa Burned “

David Plenderleith http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/davidplenderleith

David Plenderleith http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/davidplenderleith

CONNECTION

AERIAL SHOT OF AFRIKABURN 2012

Vincent Raffray http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/VincentRaffray

Stephan Hambsch http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/StephanHambsch






WALKING ON A DREAM

UNTITLED

MAGIC DRAGON

UNTITLED

Jack Daniel Mason http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/JackDanielMason

MAGIC MUSHROOM

UNTITLED

Jack Daniel Mason http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/JackDanielMason

Laura Jade Chittenden http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LauraJadeChittenden

Laura Jade Chittenden http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LauraJadeChittenden

Voices of the Ancestors

Performance Piece for the burning of Temple Solace,written and performed by Lara Kirsten

Let the Voices of the Ancestorsshake the Walls of our Temples

Let their Voices strike Deep into the Heart of our Beingsand sing the Harmonies of Solace into our Souls

Let the Voices of the Ancestorsbreak open over the Plains

and sing over the entire Earththe Song that sounds in our Dreams

and goes and sit in the Marrowuntil it transforms our Bodies

into one Transcendental Wave

Jutta http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/jutta

Let the Voices of the Ancestorsbe Fire in our Souls

Let them Sing into the Agelessness of Timeand make us believe We are Beauty

We are Sun We are RiverWe are Stone We are Air

We are that which gives us Life

Let the Voices of the Ancestors burn with the Celebration of Breathburn with the glistening Peaks of Waves

burn with the Memory of Primordial Frequenciesthat once reverberated in our Primal Ears

Yes, let the Voices of the Ancestors burn with the Desireto have the Flaming Power be lead through our Veins

and free our Soular Potential

Let the Voice of Fireshow us the Road to Sacred Togetherness

Let the Finger of Fire point the Way to Utter ReleaseLet the Eye of Fire light the Paths of Transformation

Fire sings in One Languagethat all Clay and Skin fathom without Cerebrality

It is the Unrest of Firethat challenges our Sense of Peace

It is the Embrace of Firethat teaches us to stand Together and Love

Let the Voices of the Ancestors riselike the Flame riseslike the Tide rises

Let their Voices vibrateLet their Voices cascade through our Souls

and let us Live Livelier than ever before

We the Living also have Voices that SingVoices that Weep

We are voices that come alive as soon asBreath and Soul is Born

Let our Voices break through the Desertsbreak through the Forests

break through the OceansLet Fish and Bird hear We can

Resonate With Song just as They can do

The Vast Space begs to be filledwith that Sweeping Line of Voice

that colours Space with that Wondrous Harmonythat is so strongly at Home in our Souls

I want to be there where the Soul singsbecause of this Life’s Blessedness

Let us give Love through our VoicesLet us share this Voice we have had from Birth

Thank you Sun, Thank you Fire for bringing Solacein the Dark, Cold and Lonely Days

With your Light we can see to the Edges of the Worldwith your Warmth we can believe in our Dreams

The Voices of FireThe Voices of the Ancestors

The Voices of the LivingLet them resonate together

in one Brilliant HarmonyLet no Voice be silenced!

We all can SingWe all want to SingWe all need to Sing

We all can BurnWe all want to BurnWe all need to Burn

If we Raise our Voices, let it be in Song!When we Light a Fire, let it be in our Hearts!

SAN CLAN

Jutta http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/jutta

Melanie Bold http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/MelanieBold




BALANCING ACTJolene Bertoldi http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/JoleneBertoldi

BALANCING ACT

HUMPS AHEAD

FIREWORKS

BURN BABY BURN

THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY

SURYA NAMASKARA A

Jolene Bertoldi http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/JoleneBertoldi

Lenita du Plessis http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LenitaduPlessis

Lenita du Plessis http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LenitaduPlessis

BOXING BUNNIES AT PEACE

FEAR GOD BURNING

SO MUCH FUN

FLY

Asanda Kaka http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/AsandaKaka


REFLECTING


Harry Boden http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/HarryBoden



Wesley Davis http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/wesleydavis





Daniel Rautenbach http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DanielRautenbach

Daniel Rautenbach http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DanielRautenbach

Karyn Reynolds http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/KarynReynolds

Matt Davidson http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/MattDavidson

CALM AFTER THE STORM


DESERT CARNIVAL


PRISMATIC RESONANCE


THE BURNING QUACK OF AFRIKA

Donald Barnett http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/DonaldBarnett




DESERT SUNSET MAGIC

Virginie Harel http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/VirginieHarel

DESERT DANCING


PATTERNS AND COLOURS

LOO SHOOTING


Moreau Carole http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/MoreauCarole








Ron Paschke http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/RonPaschke





Cheryl Traub Adler http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/CherylTraubAdler

Blank Landscape

and so it was.Imaginal desert-scape, army vehicled, military fish and fire.Colonels, engineers in tweed jackets and hats to match.Leeds fella, with pendulous pendulum silver disc’d, sliced and diced.Thorny, horny. Scoping, rhino segmentstall hats with nipple capsWeathered stars and settling moons no tunes,just beats, guitars and drumsStill now resounds and echoes.Green is the after day.

Hailey http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/Hailey

AMONGST IT

Neo Morapeli http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/NeoMorapeli

SEXY PARADE


DRAGON AT SUNSET

MUSIC IN THE DOME

BETWEEN THE LIGHTS AND THE FLAMES

LIKE MOTHS TO A FLAME

DRAGON


BICYCLE


Sarah Duff http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/SarahDuff





Patrick John o’Doherty http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/PatrickJohnODoherty

Lauren Robertson http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/LaurenRobertson

Sandy Mclea http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/sandymclea




Barend Löeter http://www.onesmallseed.net/profile/BarendLoeter




You multicoloured, costumed, creative beau-ties - you blew us all away this year!

Over 5000 of us descended on Tankwa Town between 25 and 30 April this year to play, dance, laugh, create and share works of art, amazing spectacles, pure joy, and mo-ments of breath-taking gobsmacking beauty and spontaneity. Once again, AfrikaBurn has served as a reminder of something bigger and better than the sum of its parts, something fearless and fabulous. And it was simply aston-ishing!

There were 81 registered artworks or instal-lations this year, and 64 registered theme camps. And while not all of these managed the leap from imagination to Binnekring in the end, there were also several surprise pieces spotted around Tankwa Town. And some sur-prise performances as well, along with 14 reg-istered performances and events, and at least 32 marvelously mutated art vehicles. That’s a whole lot of creative juice and a whole lot of joy!

And then of course, there was The Storm. Reminding everyone who was boss, it came from the Northwest, and it knocked a lot of Tankwa Town ass over kettle. Quite a few large


scale (and a few smaller) artworks were dam-aged. Among them were Carrot Egg (T-Rex & the Boxing Bunnies), Dragon, Khamsin and Owl Father Hoot Art In Heaven. The storm didn’t spare the theme camps either - Good Clean Fun, Do-main and the LEDHEDz all took a beating, as did others. Also taking a beating - the road into Af-rikaBurn, the vehicles on it and the areas where desperate campers drove haphazardly to avoid pools of water. And then there was the newly proclaimed Lake DMV. But at the end of it all, nobody was seriously injured, and in the spirit of communal effort everyone pulled together to re-build, repair and reinvent. The show went on, and what a spectacular show it was!

To all who helped bring a theme camp, an art car, an artwork, a performance, an event, or an act of gifting to Tankwa Town, to all who volun-teered their time and energy and got involved - a great big thank you. You are AfrikaBurn!

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