Yarn-bombing Tour Down Under-style… when grandmothers and men in lycra mix.. taken Lomography style with my mobile..
Nomads, hippies, gypsies, carny’s, bums, wanderer’s or whatever you would like to call them… French, South African and more.. juggling batons with fire, dancing in flames, singing Nick Cave while playing the Ukulele. Twenty dollars well spent.. sad that they seemed shocked at such an amount. People give them coins which I find embarrassing, this is their life, how much do you spend at the movies? On your daily caffeine fix? To get into a bar or club?.. yet people stand there and watch and take pictures and be entertained and then walk away or give them the measly pence, cents and occasional dollar. I’m pretty broke at the moment but what’s twenty dollars to me.. one cocktail, lunch, two magazines and some gum.. plus there’s five of them what are five people going to do with less than a dollar?! the guy in the blue shirt with his eyes wide open at the red note laughed, put his arms around me and in his thick French accent was like “what’s this? you want me to take my clothes off??”.. Pretty cool Friday night
