For instance, this weekend myself and about eight others decided to make a film. Most of us are avid Lost fans and since the show has gone on hiatus for three weeks we took it upon ourselves to continue the story. I played the part of John Locke, complete with cargo pants and bald cap. It was an awesome experience, I laughed, I cried, I ate Carl's Jr.
After a long day of production a group from the BYU 164th Ward went to the "Festival of Colors" at the Hare Krishna temple in Spanish Fork, UT. I heard the festival is a celebration of the beginning of Spring. I, however, could not find any such symbolism in the rites performed. The basic idea is thus, you go to the temple (a Taj Mahal like structure in the middle of acres of cow fields) and for one or two dollars (depending on the desired quality) you buy bags of powdered chalk. The chalk is then taken to a large courtyard where hundreds, perhaps thousands, of grungy dressed college students are huddled together. Then on some unseen, unheard cue everyone in attendance begins to yell at the same pitch while simultaneusly shaking their bags of chalk into the air and on their fellow festival participants. The result is a multi-colored haze that descends on the crowd both envigorating and asphyxiating them. In short it is a great time. (Please refer to pictures below)
Here is the Hare Krishna temple and the results of the Festival of Colors. Impressive No?
