From belly dancing we go now to a little bit of performance art on a summer's day. I only came across the two ladies you see in the pic as beforehand, I'd been chatting to two young Spanish ladies whom I'd spoken to the previous day at the stall they'd set up on Upper St. during my lunch hour at work (they had some v.nice latino jewellery that they'd made for sale on display). Walking around, as you do at festies like this, I came across two ladies decked out in grey dresses with what looked like dolls hanging above the hem and who were wearing very elaborate hats in the summer sun. Looking up at the sky through opera viewer's binoculars, the pair of them did a v.arty sort of dance (think of swaying arms in the air, unexpected hip movements and over mildly peculiar actions and you're halfway there as far as imagining it for yourself goes), here they are for you to check out below.
Here's a couple of pics I took at a part of the park that had a sound system with some v.large speakers blasting out some choice drum and bass when I was there. The ravers below were definitely putting the exercise in, and so was I too!
While I was having a bit of a shimmy on the dancefloor, I noticed two v.intriguing mobiles dangling in a tree next to where the d.j.'s spun the discs (or c.d.'s, if they were posey like that). Have a gawp at the pic I took of them.
More dancefloor motion in the Brixton sun.
I got this last pic while perched precariously from the edge of the speakers (so as well as the risk of falling and hurting myself, I was in grave danger of getting deafened too!). A kindly female raver helped me clamber down after taking my snap (the perils of climbing in a sarong when you're a bloke!)
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