Dancers
We dance to the music and drink from the bottle And the dancers follow in tune they never skip the beat Only broken hearts do that before they roll into the gutter They lie pell-mell with discarded beer cans and broken glass Making friends… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries Hits: 5
Patting her friend’s money-maker A Midas touch that will turn her body into gold Shaking it and twerking, it’s ladies’ night tenfold Carefree dancers and onlookers let go for masquerade All that shines may not be gold, but for two days and three nights We will believe in the yellow brick road Hugh Ardoin The […]
A girl, swooping down from the clouds of a midsummer dream Showing the dimensions of her elation, the instant of freedom The sound-rigs move along with the dancers in a haze of pungent smoke Dreams have wings, angels have halos, humans have hopes in chains Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2014 Carnival Gallery Hits: 15
The first sketch is the best dancing with her shadow Looking like the beginning of the famous Matisse painting Two of the five gracious nude dancers the matching color of her skimpy top Waving the Jamaican flag waving her body, making waves The butterfly effect Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2017 Carnival Gallery Hits: 25
Losing your eyes and religion to a naked woman disguised as a snake The utter suffering of the naked eye as we follow, mesmerized, the shadow play The road to perdition is open, but the toll is high and we need more than just a token The flames rise high to the sky as we […]
Down the Notting Hill avenues the crowd flows Like a calculated stampede of prancing dancers The timekeeper keeps the time at bay Whilst odalisques of all size and shape strut their strut The bulk of the anonymous chant along dazed and boozed Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill Carnival Galleries Hits: 25
The melancholy of the disappearing odalisques The last dance as the night starts seeping into the streets Clad and unclad in bright yellow dayglo outfits and matching feathers The dancers are reluctant to let go of the day After long hours of music and sun smoke and spirits The street seems to engulf the revelers […]
Time bites into the flesh of our terrestrial life, but the show must go on Beauty streams along the roads to perdition, fanning the fires in our miserable souls We are the causalities of our own lethal dreams, falling on the swords of our own desires Life is but a slow death at the hands […]
Rambling beauties of all sizes dancing in the streets Fuck life before it fucks you, this is the message Wrapped in the Jamaican flag like she owns the whole island A girl makes faces and shoots back at the camera We live in strange times under stranger stars Hugh Ardoin Visit the NEW Notting Hill Carnival […]
The Brazilian tide reaches Notting Hill Gate Beautiful dancers and costumes as this interesting interpretation of the Whirling Dervish dancers shown here But this is certainly not the spirit of what Claudia Jones and the black community had promoted in 1959 It seems that there is a trend to bring on paid performers, which will […]