From a distance this looked like a weird pile of junk metal. When I got closer I heard a clanging racket coming from the vicinity. When I got close, I realized that it was a big, post industrial drum, and all of the people in the vicinity were musicians. For some reason, getting close made me want to pick up a stick, a bar, or some cast off water bottle and join in the fun. It was the most interactive sculpture, which was a rather remarkable distinction.

Bicycle people probably got the best mix of fun viewing a broad scope. I did the pedestrian thing out of habit.

I wonder if the American Lung Association knows that Burning Man had Dinosaur virus in his rib cage?

The existential rocket is about 20 yards closer than the curtain, which was really huge. Those specks on the left in front of the white blob are people under it.