This was ISH's art zone. For me it was a great place to invite passers by to hear a one minute speech. In the hot part of the day, offering people an opportunity to sit in the shade for a minute was too good to pass up for many of them. As the week wore on, the TransDimensionalMystic kept giving away art pieces, so less of the poles had art on them as time went by. Also, we never really cleaned the light gray dust off the furniture, so after a couple of white outs the place developed a martian quality that I kind of liked. I walked around quite a bit, but I never saw another campsite with the same kind of funny tacky quality.
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