Miraculously . . . rain stopped not long after the parade began. A “traditional” pirate contingent marched with their usual antique weapons, but stunning was
another group calling itself “somali coast guard.” Now that was truly a first. And they didn’t say . . . “arrr.” Instead it sounded sort of like “fuloose.”
Also in the pirate thread was this canoe float
These three figures on the prow of a Toyota leave me speechless. Painting by Andy Golub.
This vessel in the parade represented Brooklyn Brewery, so I guess it could be considered
a tanker . . . a plastic tankard maybe.
Sails traveled by without hulls, this one bearing terms of unendearment and loathing for Thor, the developer on Coney Island and other places.
Religious folks marched, both high profile like Rev. Billy and
anonymous sisters of mercy, as they called themselves.
I’m speechless . . . mmmm
Greenish mariners in some foreign uniforms tagged along with merfolk, but
merfolk sporting blooms from octopus’s gardens dominated in numbers.
Winding up this post is tough, but this might do it: this fisherman offshore far too long finds himself in charming company. How does he do that?
No . . this will end it: the Polar Bears represent the diametric opposite of the summer solstice.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.