First picture: the last rays of sunlight dimly illuminate the Indian Village. A meager crowd, unafraid of the zombies who will soon emerge from the darkness, await the final display of tribal dancing.

My mom taught me to never run with scissors, and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be too thrilled about dancing with a bow, either. Those children in matching blue coats at the foot of the "stage" are watching with mute horror.

Let the wild rumpus begin!

Hey Major, these are great. Yeah, you might have a ton of these, but we love them and these are cool because they are in sequence.
ReplyDeleteThe 2nd photo has a lady in a trench coat on the right, she's filming with a movie camera (you can see her still camera around her neck) I want that film!!!
Thanks for these, speaking for myself and never having been to the Indian Dance Circle, they all look new to me :-)