Although my trip to Italy last year was full of spectacular scenery - that yielded for example my painting of Pegli - I was probably happiest taking photos of walls. Only a couple of those were of grafitti mind you, but this particular set I took more than one picture of, as it was one [...]
-Excuse me Mister?
-D’ya need a hand?
-Could ya get me bike outta there? I’m tryin’ to get this fella out
So I did. With a gimpy arm and a dog on a leash, both barking at and afraid of the pony, I waded into the long grass and fished out his bike. Then I left him to [...]
Before the development of apartments and the Luas, and the complete-rejigging of neighbouring Smithfield into a civic space, I used to walk up Bow Street for no good reason other than to walk up Bow Street. Probably because I like walking alongside high lonely walls. Usually there were very few people despite the presence of [...]
Dipping into my archives here, which means I had to scan this. Most of my time in Cambodia I used a bicycle for transport, but when I went up river to Angkor I spent 3 days going around on a moped. Less public places than Angkor Wat itself were my favourite spots, but there was [...]
A photo of a small tree, somewhere in Ireland. It’s not possible to talk about single trees without sounding corny, so that’s all I have for you.
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Some More Photos
• Dublin Changing Rooms
• Caravan at a Wexford Beach
• Dublin, A Horse
• Number 18
Long time readers will know that watching paint dry is something I thoroughly enjoy. Of course it’s easier if the paint takes in rain water and reflects a sky of blue.
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Some Other Photos:
• Caravan at a Wexford Beach
• Dublin, A Horse
• Door: Number 18
• Dublin Changing Rooms
Liberty Hall doesn’t bother me quite as much as some of Dublin’s other monstrosities of its era - specifically Hawkins House and O’Connell Bridge House - and it does at least nod towards Busáras, but I’m certainly ready for a new incarnation.
I took this photo while standing on Tara Street (minding my own business).
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Not wishing to glamourize grafitti, arson, or sport, but here’s a picture I took recently of changing rooms by a football (soccer) pitch in Dublin West.
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Some More Photos
• Caravan at a Wexford Beach
• Dublin, A Horse
• Wexford Street
Frequently on the bicycle when I’ve seen feathery oceans of grassy stuff, mostly in central Ireland or the Plains States of America, I’ve stopped cycling, walked over and touched it.
This photo is of just a single plant. There is no ocean. But even single plants take me to places I’ll never see again.
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I’m [...]
Some houses for you now, from Wexford town where I was on Tuesday gone.
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More Photos
• Caravan at a Wexford Beach
• Dublin, A Horse
• Pigeon House Chimneys From Dublin West
