Notting Hill Carnival 2012
Shop till you drop may be East’s motto But double-Gin T is West London’s credo And it will make sure you drop faster Samuel P’s Clash of Civilizations is a bunch of words A verbal barricade spilled from a broken cold war fridge The quest for the final enemy to fuel an Orwellian war Photo […]
Young crowd flashmob style to get a group portrait It was just the beginning of the selfish selfie trend Over the years the patterns of social behaviors change People accept to be filmed and photographed with a phone Phone is like family, but tend to get shy in front of a real camera Photo Hugh […]
Here they come, the precious gems of Africa shining like diamonds Like the Koh-i-Noor , the Mountain of Light of Persian fame Jewels of the Crown acquired under the strains of colonial wars Barely one and a half thousand years of “lawful robbery” How does this compare with temporarily lost earlier civilizations We talk about […]
Anonymous beauty looking at my artificial eye through her mechanical eye At the threshold of the virtual age artificial intelligence will offer artificial love With love-bots against love-boats, and love-making machines repeating ad nauseam, I love you… Living mummies unwrapping their celestial bodies to obey our human sexual whims And finally strangle us in the […]
Music and booze is the lethal mix Two young girls wasted long before the day is over Rest and recuperate under some friend’s protection Carnival becomes a wild place if you lose your grip on yourself Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2012 Carnival Gallery
Young beauties in colors spinning down Chepstow Big smiles light up the street as they rush past flying low The “Brazilian touch” is supposed to bring exoticism to the exotic Unfortunately some groups are paid professional performers This is an attempt by some ill-intentioned to change the Carnival into a Festival This would allow them […]
Three black beauties walking down Chepstow Each wearing pink in a different manner Looking like a posse after some fugitive He, she, them or it, the heart rustlers It the short lapses of silence between the sound rigs Justice will be dealt swiftly Stolen hearts my be returned, if found… Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill […]
Reading my past in the Book of Life I came across a stare, in a beautiful but sad face The message, like a promise, was reading ‘Paradise’ But she was lost somewhere on the flat bed of a rig A wandering beauty in the maze of her thoughts No penny could open the vault So […]
Wild wild West London on Carnival days Anything goes as girls run out of control Music, drinks and laughter, the tinkle of the broken dreams The difficult labour of forgetting while remembering The spirit, the soul and the inebriation Counting the clouds until nine… Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2012 Carnival Gallery
The secret picture of the first Novichokolate attack at Notting Hill Men wearing hazchem suits enter into a trance as they pass the French antidote Busloads of screaming and foaming at the mouth hacks will follow, the world will never change Bipolar disorders naturally bring the colds wars, fun can be fatal, it comes with […]