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Did we fall asleep at the wheel Sitting comfortably numb, feet resting on the table Watching the present slowly moving into the future As if this was a neverending TV series or soap opera The thunder of the news that Carnival is dead Was drowned in the fears of a lethal disease And the BLM […]
A few days away from the traditional date No move and no signs of a revival The year 2020 may well be the missing link The door wide open to extinction Black Lives Matter does not fulfil the same role As it is disconnected from African culture It may end up as a melting pot […]
Chepstow road is the catwalk where divas flow Measuring their power by the lenses and the gawkers Playing show-stoppers and twerk fire-starters A smile, a wink and some shake to cheer the crowds The government and the mayor blinded by their fears Held hostage to their polling ambitions Will break any possible tradition We cannot […]
Clouds hanging in the summer sky Like a barrage of anti-aircraft balloons Under the trails of an imaginary blitz The River Thames and its changing tides Hardly reflects the blue skies in its muddy face We wait for a shooting star in the middle of the day We wish we could make a wish Photo […]
Draped in their respective island’s flags Black cuties twerk the colors down Chepstow Road Other groups indulge to the same shake in a sort of competition Chaos, confusion and body fusion are part of masquerade fun Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery
As the pandemic masquerade goes on The waltz of masks and death Rising from the underworld As the IQ-gifted of the world Profess about the unknown And offer immunity if not immortality As destiny dances away The clock ticks and tok’s Pet Hates Toys rests in the window Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
Young fun seekers patrol along Chepstow Down the Hill to Westbourne and back through Portobello Small group of girls only, find some boys, twerk and go Carnival is a freewheeling event happenings occur everywhere Hope the real aficionados will hold the event, come what may Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery
In the times of old the muse of dance was called Terpsichore From the abyss of time comes the song and dance carnival Where body rub is called twerk the goddess of twerk Must therefore be called Twerkspichore And with much jest and shake She will prove her divine nature Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting […]
Love is blind, it is also oblivious As in Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights Lovers float in a bubble impervious to the world’s chaos They belong to their own chaos of delightful sufferings The beautiful disguise for the breeding of the species Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery
An invitation to break you haphazard sobriety Thirst and appetite will grow with more of the rum The Hotwax MasBand shirts don’t call for moderation Wrapped around the shapes of the black beauties Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery