I’ve been to two carnivalesque street events in the past month. First in Reykjavik, Iceland, at the Gay Pride festival:
And last week, I joined the heaving masses at the Notting Hill Carnival for some fine music, dance and a bit of spicy food.
Both were colourful, loud, crowded and a lot of fun. Both were also obsessively recorded by the performers and the audience – each videoing and photographing the other.