Wave
Red smoke to mark the drop zone While the ladies jostle for the throne An the crowd, like a wave that never breaks Flows with the music down the avenues Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2016 Carnival Gallery
Emerging from the waves of a human sea like the lady on the shell A Black Aphrodite, the original Hathor of the Nabta Playa times Just landed on Westbourne Grove with a radiant albeit lethal smile She waves like a Queen at the bemused crowds as she walks away Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill […]
A wave of yellow dresses in all sizes spills in Chepstow An inviting reminder of the terrors of the past The western world creates its own fears and its lullabies A fantasy of dangerous females sneaking under your bed Almost naked with a long knife held tight between her teeth A rather pleasant substitute for […]
She dances with the red bus, putting her hands up in the air A Jamaican flag in one hand a bottle of strange brew in the other She dances away with her strange partner, beauty needs no mirror The music plays loud and she plays with the music as she waves and weaves away Hugh […]