“Which planet are we going to, again?" I asked Dana as we marched by the solar-powered lights and entered the speckled shadows of the forest, passing through Saturn's field.Contrary to what you might think, we weren't on an interstellar flight with our FiberFlies whips - we were exploring the huge playground of Quasar Festival, where workshop stations were named after planets.
Soon after I got the text, I hopped into a white van with a DJ and fire fan enthusiast heading to the Blackland Ranch. We chattered excitedly about the artists and the lineup. After watching the many FiberFlies tutorials online, I was thrilled to finally meet and learn from some of the top fiber whip artists around.