James Joyce, forever forced to look upon the Spire on O’Connell Street Dublin. Here’s a humorous look at the names of the statues and monuments in Dublin. I had heard that the Spire was nicknamed the “Stiletto in the Ghetto”, but I hadn’t heard it called, “North Pole”!
Overhead wires destroy urban photography and this is no exception. I could have tried to clone it out but it’s notoriously difficult to clone out objects against a varying sky. Ah well.
I like this: self-portrait with 6×9 ultrawide pinhole camera
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Still a great shot with the sun on the Spire like that. Nice work!
Just out of interest, why do you think the overhead wires destroy the shot? (IMO I don’t think they do at all!)
Thanks for commenting! Maybe I was a bit over the top describing the wire like that but overhead wires are the bane of a photographer’s life. I took a nice shot in Cobh on Sunday of the Cathedral there with a small dinghy in the foreground.. and a wire crossing the top third section of the photo! Grrr! Got another few shots without said wire and I was happy again!
Donncha. I love the bloody things. Swallows sit on them!
great photo. thanks for dropping by.
Fantastic shot Donncha!
Took me about 40 seconds to actually notice Joyce’s face.I thought you were referring to a “day out” with someone called Joyce when you shot it!
Dublin suits you, you should take more photos up here