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Mar 29, 2014 | Céad míle fáilte

Funny, isn’t it, that there are certain places that make you feel more compelled to write than others. I just realized the only other time I’ve blogged away from home recently was again in Ireland. It’s sad, really, how little I’ve written in the past few months.


Work has somewhat taken over my life. And certainly not in a bad way — just, perhaps in the way that only someone with very little external commitments can do. Right now I find myself in Dublin, staying at an AirBnb, having walked through Dublin in the drizzling rain. I spent the morning on a brief tour of Trinity College and going to see the Book of Kells. (ironic, really, because the last time I was in Dublin I stayed in the dorms but didn’t actually manage to see it). I’m hoping perhaps one day to be able to create my own replica (though certainly not with lead and arsenic paint). It’ll be nice to imagine the day I can really take on big projects.


Dublin really isn’t terribly big, but it definitely has its fair share of contrasts – the Spire, for example, exists as a modern landmark emblematic of a city trying to redefine itself. O’Connell Street, and the area around Temple Bar, with its masses of tourists, compared to Abbey Street Lower, with its cheaper stores and an entirely different crowd.

Tomorrow, I head towards Wicklow for a one-day photo workshop with a local photographer, Daragh. The weather isn’t looking too sharp, but I shan’t complain. We’ll see how it goes!

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