Hangover
The last refuge against all prohibitions The speakeasy’s of the future Drinking ourselves into oblivion Waking on a tequila sunrise While big guns boom in your head Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
A message with bottle along the Thames Walk Symbolic allusion to Frida Kahlo’s famous phrase “I tried to drown my sorrows in alcohol, But the bastards learned how to swim” On a riverbank where towers rise their poker faces Swallow whole populations for the night Throw them up in the morning with that hangover taste […]
Like a shooting star burning its fuel A man in a Superdry cap make faces Liquors get confused with the spirit But everything will be alright until tomorrow Headaches and hangovers the first souvenirs Of a memorable night before the day after That you can’t even remember Photo Hugh Ardoin Notting Hill Carnival Galleries
Walking the sleepless nights in a deserted London Attracted by the garlands of lights in memory of the past The party is over and the hangover shrouds the city streets A deep ocean window is the invitation to a midnight daydream Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery