Dublin’s Alley Art Walks

People say that all big cities are alike. In some ways that’s true: the lonely anonymity of a crowd, plumes of diesel exhaust trailing buses down thoroughfares, and the dizzying cacophony of a thousand lives intersecting on a single street corner. But, each big city is also different. In Dublin, beyond the noise and bustle …

Children of Lir

Long ago, in the dark, pre-Christian ages of Ireland, King Lir tragically lost his beloved wife and was left alone to raise his four children. Of course, no man is capable of remaining alone for very long, and he soon took another wife, whose bitter heart quickly hardened over her stepchildren's love for their deceased mother. She …

OXO Boys

I like a bit of a mystery. Captivated by the Georgian architecture in Dublin, I set out to photograph some of the doors and buildings for a later project. On this particular door, I found a note that read The OXO Boys. The OXO Boys...who are they?? I wondered. Did they like kisses more than hugs? …

A Picture without a Picture

I've been reading Susan Sontag's essays, "On Photography".   A few pages into the first essay she writes, "Travel becomes a strategy for accumulating photographs."  She refers to snapshots as souvenirs - and that clicked for me, so to speak.  I don't buy souvenirs, I take pictures. However, on my first trip to Ireland I chose not to photograph …