“What if there was a whole camp of us?”
The idea was born at someone else's camp. In 2016, on his second Burning Man, Yaro was camping with Broken Angels Bathhouse, a small American camp in the French Quarter. Three or four Ukrainians there became friends and spent the week on shared adventures, and the question kept coming back.
Back in Kyiv he told Ella. She said yes. The first friend he called was Yarik Mamay: “Let's do it.” Then Oleksii Novikov. One autumn evening, around Yaro's kitchen table, they argued it out. Varenyky? No. A bar with Ukrainian nastoyky? Yes. And the theme would be Ukraine itself, at a time when no camp on the playa had ever been built around a country. Oleksii gave it a name: Kurenivka.
Broken Angels Bathhouse, French Quarter. The idea.
Ella, Mamay, Novikov say yes. A name: Kurenivka.
A Burning Man talk in Kyiv fills the room to the aisles. Sasha Ovsianko joins.
About 60 people have filled in the sign-up form.
Black Rock City. The build begins.
80
campers: about 60 from Kyiv, 20 from Dnipro
20
hexayurts, built in two weeks
2
domes: a lounge and a round bar
160 L
of homemade nastoyka, two bottles in every suitcase
The build crew landed two weeks before the gates opened. A week of hardware stores and lumber yards in the US, then the desert: twenty hexayurts, kitchen, shade, and a hundred pieces of flat-pack plywood furniture that Ros Rusakov put together. That furniture is still standing ten years later.
Nobody had guessed how heavy it would be, physically and emotionally. It was the first lesson the camp would keep relearning: the burn starts long before the Man.






For a theme camp, the lounge is the art: it's where you host. Kurenivka built two geodesic domes, their canvas painted by artist Oleksandra Stepanenko. One was a closed lounge to hide from the dust storms. The other was a round bar with a round counter.
Ella decided the bar would be pink. Inside, illustrations by Ukrainian artists were printed on fabric, cut out and tied to the canvas in a mosaic. At the counter you pressed a button, the lights shimmered and settled on one colour, and the colour chose your drink. Green meant absinthe.




“When the bar was finished, Ella and I stood inside it and hugged. We had both seen it: what we imagined had come true.”
The drinks were Yaro's own. He distilled samohon in Kyiv and turned it into absinthe, kalganivka, lemon and cherry nastoyky. Every camper carried two litre bottles across the ocean.
Picture the desert at noon, and someone pours you 50–60% nastoyka with a slice of salo and a pickled cucumber on the side. People were shocked, then delighted. The kompot disappeared much faster.


All week, artist Slava Gudenok sculpted a life-size figure from clay, right in camp. It wasn't pretty in the glossy sense, and it was made with enormous love. On Friday before Burn Night the camp held its own ritual: the figure was fired on the playa, with a performance around the flames.
Slava now serves in Ukraine's air defense, shooting down missiles aimed at civilians.
The first Kurenivka pendant, designed by Ella. Her first design work for the camp.
Chosen by Mamay. [Coming soon]
Precompression before the burn and Decompression after it, in Kyiv. [Dates, venues, photos]
The people who arrived first and left last.
New names appear after a quick check by the camp.













