Trafalgar Square is a small galaxy of tourists orbiting Nelson’s Column or fighting it’s pull on the steps to the National Gallery. In time, and with the weight of a thousand photographs, the tourists break free like stray meteorites to explore London’s other gravity centres: St. James Park, Covent Gardens, or Piccadilly Circus. These planetary fixtures are recorded in books, written in gold paint on black signposts, top hits on Google, and thoughts dancing on the tips of tongues in any conversation about visiting London.

In this galactic analogy it is the streaking comets that make us stop and stare, those rare eclipses of the sun and moon that are really worthy of our attention. For me, Yogi Laser was an astronomical event. A dancer, a contortionist, an entertainer, a spiritual speaker, and probably the most technically skilled performer I’ve seen so far on The Busking Project:

Website: Yogi Laser

Chris