BISTI

SUMMER SOLSTICE 03






















IN THE LAND OF NO SHADE
The wonderland of the Bisti badlands — of strange rocks and extreme temperatures. R has brought along his wolfin companion who stoically suffers under shade as precious as water — and almost as inexistant.

We attempt, and fail, a DMT journey at sunset.
Foolish undertaking in retrospect: we have been exposed to the sun all day (a summer solstice day) and R’s Scandinavian skin has already turned pink.

For JP the night proves a (rare) psychedelic breeze. For R the echo of a soon-to-be-dead relative creeps upon him, manifesting as a sudden spirit wind.