DISCO PRIMITIVE ∞ HANDMADE ∞ ONE OF A KIND
Dreams Coming True Sitting here in the studio looking at these images at midnight. What a year! In 2018 I built out a trike into a mobile Tea Trike and roamed around the playa serving tea. It was quite the feat peddling that magical contraption through the desert duff. Damon and the guys were painting that year and I wanted to serve tea and bring that offering out of camp and across the desert. It was beautiful and healing. In 2023 I sent out a call looking for an electric hub and was on the fence about heading back out to the playa. This time I had a ticket and was envisioning my first solo journey out there. When the time came I decided not to go. Two days later the news broke about “Mudman” haha what would that have been like for my first solo journey? I may never know. What I do know is that by broadcasting those seeds an idea began to germinate.
I put out a call earlier this year asking if who would like to join me in serving Tea and expanding the Tea & healing offerings within the Tea Temple at Sunset Campout. Moons and I had been going back and forth in 2023 about creating a tea Trike posse for roaming Tea Service on playa. She answered the call again and showed up to Belden town where we consecrated the vision and expanded upon it. The Existential Action Trikes Intergalactic Tones was birthed there on the feather river.
In the weeks following we devised a plan in conjunction with the Burningman installation and project for center camp we wanted to bring this offering out! We setup a go fund me to help raise funds to support the dream. We were so blessed to have angels donate. We didn’t meet the full goal but we got the essentials and floated the rest.
We set out on our experiment Sunday morning of the Temple Burn. We’d stayed up all night and had already been onsite for nearly two and a half weeks building, working, pouring tea, we were pretty spent but we rallied for Sunrise tea just beyond the temple and pour devout believers joined us! We packed up our steeds around 4:30am and began the ride out to the horizon. Our friend Bailey documented these movements so beautifully.
The first person to sit in front of me was someone I’d met and who’s houses I’d been into years prior out in Santa Cruz best bud of a dear friend of mine. He said I knew there would be tea out here. This is exactly what we were looking for!
Back in Belden we roped some others into the plot. Snowbroth poured tea in the tea temple one night very briefly and we said Snowbroth you gotta join our Trike Gang! She laughed and dreamed up her version we got Damon and Nome to join in to contribute their beats and Nome lugged out a mini sound system and Damon brought hid modular synths. We served tea & borsht soup whilst dancing to groovy beats as we watched the last sunrise on the temple. My Dad finally found us and our friends brought a bigger caravan of morning desert dwellers to the Tea party. They setup a site specific installation and as the sun began to heat the desert we began to fade. We packed up our caravan and headed back for center camp. We got to the Living art Lounge and I fell asleep as soon as i laid down.