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Wow... What a day filled of love yesterday was. I woke up today still with "One Love" playing in my ears and vibrating skin from the day before. This is what I am in love with London for, there's a big enough city, with enough going on, that if you wanted to, you could make every day of the summer a unique adventure. Yesterday was one of those days, let me bring you along for a day where I decided to wake up and follow the music.
I woke up extremely hot, my whole room was glowing from the sun through my window, which I'd shut the night before. I opened the window and was met with waves of warmth which reminded of Greece or maybe Spain. I stood there for a minute, just feeling the sun, "how can I live in a place without the main source of energy," I thought to myself. I heard music in the distance and wondered how many miles sound could carry through the bustling streets of London while I let the sun kiss my still half asleep face good morning, another minute.
I decided to spend the day only with my camera and just follow the music. I was off work, the weather was so insanely nice and it felt like a good day. (If you've been in London this past month and a half, you know what I mean).
I walked around my neighbourhood, but it sounded like the music came from all different directions, and those of you who know me, knows that regardless of my travels, I have no sense of direction what so ever. So after getting lost for a good hour, I entered a coffee shop, ordered a smoothie and asked the two cops standing there if they knew the direction of the music. "It's in Clapham Park" "A rock festival", the one cop said. "But isn't there one in Brixton today as well? Brookwood Park?" the other one asks, oh that's the one, I thought to myself and remembered that my friend had told me the day before about this free music festival in Brixton today. That's where I'm going
I passed Clapham Common on my way to Brixton. It was funny to me how a place could change in such instant I thought, while walking through the park I walk through almost every day, looking at all the people who had filled up in the park now that the sun was back. The music from the festival made it even nicer, like a free picnic concert.
I took the tube to Brixton where I walked around collecting footage for a video I''m making, and snapping a few photos of the street art, the food and vegetable stands, the colours, vibrancy. Brixton is still a cool area I think, despite that fact that it has changed drastically the past years. Some for better, some for worse, I've heard either side, but that's part of it isn't it? That it is still so diverse? So accepting?
All I know is that through yesterday I fell a little deeper in love with Brixton.
I finished walking around the markets and side roads, and was photographing some graffiti art when I met a girl who was out with her camera as well. I spoke to her and she had moved her from France so we started chatting and took som pictures together, before we exchanged numbers and made plans to meet for coffee.
Next up I went to photograph this Rastafari painting (it'll be in the video), and these two guys come up to me asking if I could take their photo, so I do, and then we start chatting as well (this is what happens in London). They used to live in London but now they live in Germany and Austria, a musician and a graphic designer, just in town for the weekend. They told me they were headed to the Country Fair, and that's when I remembered I was supposed to try and find this event. I didn't know where the park was so I decided to tag along with these two guys, it was a beautiful day and I had no plans anyways.
On the way we talked about how there's not many cities in Europe that are like this, that it's so easy to meet people and just so much "open-ness".
We got to the Country Fair, and it turned out to be the park I was looking for the entire time! There were music and people and food stands and good vibes all over the place. It was all kinds of people you can imagine, different ages, but everyone coming together.. It was soul music and just so much love!
They had some technical problems later on but it all worked out so well, it was so much movement, joy, togetherness!! It touched my soul. At the end they played "One Love" and even after the band had left the stage the crowd kept singing and it was such a heart-felt beautiful moment to me! Alone in the big city, but surrounded by so including, generous, loving people!
I actually found a video from it and you can even spot me a few times if you're lucky 😂 The real magic you can see at 02:08.. I don't know, it was something about yesterday, it was like love followed me around the entire day. And it's something about London coming together through the madness and diversity that goes on around the world at the moment. This is the closes I get to "home" at this point. I'm in love.
After the event, the guys invited me to come along to an afterparty for Kelis in Camden, but because none of us had ID we decided to go home and get ready and meet back in an hour.
By the time I got home my feet was aching, my body was so tired and exhausted, but still high of the adrenaline (is it possible to feel a rush of adrenaline just from feeling so much love?!) so I decided to go back out. However the tube, I kept getting this feeling to get off the train at Brixton. For some reason, right before the doors closed, I got out of the train, I got ready to text the guys saying I wouldn't be able to make it out tonight. And as I stand in the escalator the vibes comes pouring over me, as I come closer to the exit all I hear is "One Love" playing (once again), there's a huge crowd outside the tube station, everybody kept coming around, everyone coming out of the station has smiles on their faces, some takes up their camera and start video taping. The guy keeps playing, and we become a bigger and bigger crowd, dancing, hugging, singing.. It was unreal.
I really have no idea what went on yesterday, just that there was endless love all around me..
I ended up dancing in the streets outside the tube station for the night, before I wandered home from Brixton to Clapham at 1 AM.
London is waking up, and there's suddenly a theme park (?) set up outside your house..
"I don't know man, it's a complex question", she answers, "but the easiest way to answer would be to tell you that I usually find myself lost somewhere. Whether it'd be in the streets in the middle of the night, in beautifully written music, in the artist's ideas behind paintings in a museum, in other people's words or in my own mind. No matter the plan, the intent or destination, I usually find myself lost".