Dublin college.
In high school my love affair with libraries began. School was too boring, I felt like it took up a lot of time but wasn’t helping me to learn anything interesting. So I spent my spare time in the school library, immersing myself in all manner of books. I remember learning the theory of how to shape a surf board and how silicon chips are fabricated. I read about the modern history of chess and the grand masters battling each other for supremacy.
Most of all I learned that when you open a book you are taken anywhere in the world that you want to go and that libraries are special places. Since then I have been fascinated by the treasures they hold.
I love the light In this picture, the way it filters through the steps of the ladder and dances across the spines of the books. If only it had been possible to capture the majesty of the reading room in its entirety.
Thorn must have being here. Probably, an irate motorist who use a sledge hammer to dislodge the wheel clamp. The cost of unclamp in Dublin is EUR 120.
In Dublin today. We are putting together a social media policy for organisations that work with young people.
I love how it gets dark early in the Winter.
A plastic viking helmet, an empty water bottle, my tattered blue diary and a silvercrest transistor radio dominate my desk.
Walking in the rain through Dublin
Spiderman spotted in Dublin's Cook Street
Cycling an oil painting home from An Post.
The drought has ended.
Jesus lives in a patinated gazebo at the intersection of Grey & Reginald streets.