Each year, I basically give up on trying to document Folklife. You _can't_ capture what it is or what it means or how it feels... but you can take a few pictures of the huge magnitude of people that show up.
I grabbed a few shots while on the go. By no means a documentation, just a few snaps.
Folklife feels like community. You (I) couldn't walk for more than a few minutes without seeing a familiar face in each crowd. A friend would be on the corner busking or volunteering or performing. I feel grateful to be connected to the doers, makers, and creators of Seattle - they are a beautiful people. This is the only place where, truly, people from every friend group come together and meander about.
I meant to dance a lot this weekend, I had hoped to, but, like each year, that just didn't happen. I get tied up in conversation and music or eat food and dancing post-consumption just isn't something I can do.
Four days of vivid colours and rich sounds, beautiful connections.
Thanks, Folklife, for being everything I needed you to be.
|New playground. I love those slides!|
|River, Sarah, Sonya, Brian, Aria,Sky|
|Alex, me, Alex|
|Northwest Junior Pipe Band|
|Female Hip Hop Battle|
|Contra Dancing at Warren's Roadhouse|
|N & G|
|Very familiar humans.|
|Sk - y|
|Dancing Irish sets led by David.|
Photo by Sky
|Seattle Cello Experiement|
|Seattle in all its Seattle-ness.|