Notting Hill Carnival 2018
As if the clocks of time lost all their hands And a moment of joy becomes suspended Frozen like bright colored Eskimos, the dancers smile The public reluctantly tries to steal the show As the sleepless nights take their toll Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries Hits: 7
The crowd is a kaleidoscope where we reflect ourselves We are one in a million and yet we are a million The target, the arrow and the archer will meet at some point Beauty is a cloud running in a bright eye, the brush of a lash Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries Hits: 5
Young black beauty in a skimpy outfit has second thoughts Protecting her beauty from the cameras and the gawkers Having second thoughts about her budding cleavage Does she know about the French 16th century poet, Pierre Ronsard And his famous words about youth that I will attempt to translate for you “O pretty young one, […]
A young beauty wrapped in a Bolivian flag Waiting to unfurl before our very eyes Red braids for a gun-toting pasionaria Revolution is turning heads, sending the world into a spin Wanted, dead or alive… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill Carnival Galleries Hits: 7
We cast ourselves in the private show of our dreams We act in our roles to an annoying level of perfection We search for our name at the top of the billboards Discolored posters of an elusive fame in the challenge of time We rattle the sabers of our ire and carry savage attitudes To […]
The summer stole the tears from the clouds And the rainbows have become a symbol of the new But the world turns around to come back to the same place You may give the places and the beings other names Paint new colors and claim your rights to the throne Nothing really changes as human […]
The surreal ambiance of the Carnival ids not a Magritte painting The crazed colors and the beautiful wild feathered girls The crowd is a giant human maelstrom that want to drown you Swimming in a sea of moving limbs you get stabbed by an apparition The glimpse of a dancing body, the gleam of an […]
Two fun seeking ladies pose for a quick snap The plywood backdrop is the frontier of the primeval fears It separates arbitrarily the haves from the have-nots The spirit of carnival and the music fly high above the walls For two days and three nights the Hill becomes a giant drum The throbbing heart of […]
Dancers and the temptresses rest their wings on the way down the hill It will be time enough when the parade reaches the Notting Hill gates At the bottom of the hill the angels will meet their wingless kin And with the succubus, the she-wolves and the vampyres they will dance The masquerade is the […]
Twerking at the bus-stop with the Big Redroute Two generously endowed black booties compete But to no avail the bus may not be so nimble or gracious But it is much bigger and red with flashing lights Falling into the candy shop quandary ? Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery Hits: 19