A twelve-hour day at the office doesn’t really inspire top notch blog writing afterward but on the other hand I’m buoyed by the knowledge that I’m now finished with work for a whole two weeks. I just need to stay awake long enough to write something. Staying awake is, in fact, something that would have…
I’m finding myself fatigued from trying to be profound nearly every evening in my writing and I still have some 40+ days left of this self-imposed task. This evening, however, I did begin writing something that was flowing well until I realised the topic I chose needs more time than I can devote to it…
When I was first doing the #100happydays challenge on Instagram I started playing around with their manual photo editing options to see what was possible. Aside from the occasional dramatisation, however, I mostly stayed away from doing more than tweaking photos, either to correct saturation or exposure, sharpen or blur, or other minor alterations. I…
Very early on in my blogging I wrote about guerrilla street art and in particular the work of a French artist named Clet Abraham. It appears that he has struck again right outside my office! Well… I have no evidence as to the identity of the artist, to be perfectly honest, but the work is…
This was a recent birthday gift from the Mister. And you know what? It turns out that when you’re so tired you can’t remember exactly what day of the week it is, and your brain is leaking out of your ears, and it feels like just staying upright takes a concerted effort, but you just…
Sometime in 2015 I spotted a pair of these street signs at the entrance to Dame Lane in Dublin. I was with a friend. We laughed. I took photos. We moved on. This incident may have been consigned to the dustbin of my memory and back pages of my social media archives were it not for…
The Feathered Rose 