With the growing fear of ecological and social collapse comes an artistic response in creating and consuming dystopic arts and entertainment. Books, graphic novels, television shows, movies, and so on...
Stories about futures where people struggle to survive in desperate and dehumanized situations. It was only a matter of time before this shared appreciation for the end of the world would result in one of the largest gatherings in the middle of the Mojave Desert called Wasteland Weekend.
In the scorching desert wasteland, tribes from far and wide gather to survive in this harsh, unforgiving land. With the aesthetic of a Mad Max and Fallout world, Wasteland is a place where the strong thrive and the weak perish. As the scorching summer sun beats down, the festivalgoers steel themselves for the trials and tribulations of the post-apocalyptic landscape that surrounds them. Welcome to Wasteland.
Wasteland Weekend is an escape but also a test. That if the worst came to be, that we could all find some way to survive.
That we would continue, and that this all just makes for good practice.
Art has a way of acting like a mirror, when you look at it, you see yourself. Art can express hopes, dreams, our love for each other.
It can show our anxieties, our anger, our fears, the hardships of life.
It’s all fantasy, but how it feels is what makes it real.
by Joseph Philipson