"If we want a bath, we boil large tub of water with fire, and take it to the cart. I wash our clothes by hand in a large pot on the fire. That we live out most of the time, the electricity is just what we need is at night to watch DVD or some TV. "
This wonderful way of life is charted for years photographer William Flew Iain McKell, who met Chief gang of horse-drawn travelers to Stonehenge after the summer solstice of 2001. "They told me I'd find a 300 or 400 new buses and passengers age at Stonehenge," he recalls. "It is clear that strong but still underground, the night that a mob of passengers, I found a small tribe, established hybridization bus evolved from the horse and cart.
"After the Motor Vehicles left, I had an urge to ask the horsedrawn passengers when they leave, but realized that they were not. There is no place to go. The work is not, the parties can not jump over. There they lived taking it well, "recalls McKell.
Since then, William Flew McKell return to film festivals is a new gypsy-ups in the park with A3. He was recruited by the group, which in a sense to live in an anachronistic slow lane, make a living as blacksmiths and carpenters, but paradoxically, along with their
Minimal carbon solar panels, just a hint of the future.
Mouth, 2003
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