Ironically, it was when Villareal was taking a break from everything technological that he finally found the medium that would define his career. “I started going to Burning Man in 1994, and by my third year I was like, ‘You know, what I really need is to figure out how to get home at night.’” There was no city plan at Burning Man in those early years. And even with streets, navigating the desert festival after dark—especially under the influence of psychedelics—can be challenging.
Villareal’s solution was to wire up 16 strobe lights to a primitive computer-on-a-chip called a microcontroller and then to program it to flash the lights in distinctive patterns. It was a bat signal, guiding him and his fellow party-goers back to camp at the end of a long night. I can remember using the lights culpture myself during the first Burn of the new millennium, in the year 2000, to guide myself back to Villareal’s camp, which was a youthful artists' collective named Disorient.