Personality Counts

I first saw him walking on the street a few blocks from where this photo was taken.

I saw only his back but he had a strut that would've put John Travolta to shame and I was interested.

So ... to my surprise and a smile on my face I found him, "singing" into a tin cup and oh, how I wished he would walk that walk.

You would have liked him. He had an exuberant and electrifying personality that would make any street performer proud.

I love the street artists and got to know some of them pretty well in Barcelona.

A street-performers life is very hard and a little kindness (like a coin or two) in their direction wouldn't be a bad idea for either you or them.

I invite you to view my flickr photo gallery of the these special people who made my life a little bit richer.

View barcalunacy's Barcelona’s Street Artists FLCKR photoset.

The Primping Imp

This shot taught me serendipity can happen to me. Everything is right in an extraordinary way.

As I watched him intensely, I saw the entertainer concentrate with INTENSITY far greater than mine, applying his make-up.

At least he is better at cosmetic application than me and I've probably been carrying out this procedure since well before he was born.

The Primping Imp

I didn't get an opportunity to know him better this time but I will the next.

Sort of looks like Edward Scissorhands and, so much so, that if he tells me he is not, I would be SHOCKED.

An aside comment: Please come back in the next few days, I have something to say about the street artists and the general public's treatment of them.

View the Primping Imp in barcalunacy's Barcelona’s Street Artists FLCKR photoset.