BISTI

SUMMER SOLSTICE 03

















The wonderland of Bisti — a wilderness of strange rocks and extreme temperatures. R has brought along his wolfin companion who stoically suffers under a shade as precious as water — and almost as inexistant.

We attempt, and fail, a DMT journey at sunset.
In retrospect a foolish undertaking, as we have been exposed to the sun all day and R’s Scandinavian skin is already turning pink.

JP’s night proves a rare psychedelic breeze. For R, the echo of a soon-to-be-deceased relative creeps upon him, taking on the form of violent spirit wind.