The Carnival is Over

Today was the last day of the International Arts Festival. For five weeks the city has been like a hive buzzing with all sorts of artistic activities. There's been circuses, cabarets, freak shows, fireworks, dance, music and all sorts of strange theatrics.

Way back in the middle of January I took a detour to see the Cthulhu trees of Russell Square get their tentacles tamed and transformed into The Pleasure Garden

There were rickety bockety circus tents and ramshackle caravans and assorted buildings popping up everywhere and looking most magical and mysterious indeed.
There was a sense of expectation in the air, a sense of wonderful things to come.

( Fringe Binge )

The Carnival is Over

Today was the last day of the International Arts Festival. For five weeks the city has been like a hive buzzing with all sorts of artistic activities. There's been circuses, cabarets, freak shows, fireworks, dance, music and all sorts of strange theatrics.

Way back in the middle of January I took a detour to see the Cthulhu trees of Russell Square get their tentacles tamed and transformed into The Pleasure Garden

There were rickety bockety circus tents and ramshackle caravans and assorted buildings popping up everywhere and looking most magical and mysterious indeed.
There was a sense of expectation in the air, a sense of wonderful things to come.

( Fringe Binge )