t PEOPLE’S PAVILION We were venturing across the soggy ground, taking in the bustling scenery of the festival. when a swarm of humans with large bubbled wi ambushed and surrounded us. We looked around the cocoon of people in dazed confi The formation then erupt- ed into motion as they began to clap and dance and we were obliged to mirror their move- ments to the beat of the music. lronivally, it was us, naked with- out netted shields, who were the odd ones out, Nonetheless. their entrapment removed us from the outside world: we were free from the constrictions of soci- etal norms. As we giggled and danced treely with strangers. all judgement was lost. Distracted through dance, the human but- lerflies handed us shots of fizzy orange liquid, like a token of in- itiation ta become one of them. The magic dispersed as they suddenly parted. swooping off with swaying motions like Chi- nese dragons. We called out after them, “Who are you?” Credit to Laurence Payot & Ailie Rutherford. who create human architecture to open up Spaces where ideas can be chal- lenged and connections made SH and RM