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  • Sant Martí from the Side Street

    Several years ago I’d been wandering around the narrow streets of Palafrugell’s old town when I came across the Sant Martí de Palafrugell and I loved to see it in the early morning light.

    The sky was perfectly clear which isn’t great but the surrounding streets were quiet and it seemed appropriate. Everything was still. The unfinished tower of the church caught my eye, making me think of the cathedral in Málaga.

    The original church on this site dates from around 1019, but the present building was constructed at the end of the 15th century. There’s a Wikipedia article about it here, but you may need to ask your browser for a translation if you don’t speak Catalan.


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    CameraILCE-7M3
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  • Gold on the Mountain at Gougane Barra

    The cloud had been sitting on the mountains all morning like a hat pulled down over its eyes, and then for about fifteen minutes the sun broke through low and side-on and set the entire rock face above Gougane Barra on fire.

    The golds and ambers were almost absurd. It was the kind of light you’d dial back in post because nobody would believe it was real. Mist was still threading through the peaks, which gave the valley that layered depth you only get when the weather can’t make up its mind. Down at the lake, the reeds had turned the colour of tea and the water was calm enough to throw back a passable reflection of the whole show.

    Gougane Barra is one of those places that photographs well on a grey day, but when it decides to perform, it properly performs.


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  • The Lone Boat at O’Sullivan’s Cascade

    There was a single boat on our little corner of the Lakes of Killarney. I’d walked down from O’Sullivan’s Cascade to join other photographers from Blarney Photography Club. They were busy photographing the same scene you see here and everything around them. We were enjoying the afternoon sunlight on a calm October day last year.


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    Shutter speed1/80s

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  • Sorry, no diesel

    I walked past Blarney Autos this morning and clocked the “SORRY NO DIESEL” sign on a car blocking the diesel pumps there.

    The fuel protests have been rumbling on around the country for days now, refineries are ringed by placards, and the knock-on is landing on forecourts like this one. It doesn’t help that roughly two-thirds of what we pay at the pump is tax of one flavour or another, and the war in Iran has shoved the wholesale price of oil the wrong way.

    I sympathise but don’t support what they’re doing. It’s making the lives of other motorists miserable, but if you look at any post on Facebook about it, you’ll mostly find excited comments supporting them.

    Ireland is far too reliant on a liquid from somewhere very far away. Hopefully this encourages new car buyers to go for EVs.


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    CameraGalaxy S23 Ultra
    Focal length6.3mm
    ISO10
    Shutter speed1/2000s

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  • The Most British Office in London

    Someone chose to put two Union Jack armchairs and an exercise ball in their office window for all of London to see. I spotted this walking past an office block and the arrangement stopped me mid-stride. The chairs are proper wingbacks, upholstered in full flag regalia, flanking a slightly deflated-looking exercise ball that’s doing its best to fit in.

    Someone in that office has a sense of humour, and I’m grateful they put it by the window.


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    CameraILCE-7M3
    Focal length240mm
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    Shutter speed1/500s

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  • Shandon Above the Shopfronts

    Cork’s Pope Quay packs more character into two hundred metres than most cities manage in a mile. I was standing on the south bank with the River Lee between us, drawn initially by the sweep of that pedestrian footbridge. It’s a clean, modern arc that sits surprisingly well against the jumble of modern, Georgian and Victorian facades behind it. The shopfronts tell the story of the neighbourhood in bold strokes: Coffee Scape and its Eastern European treats in hi-vis orange, MYO with its painted kingfisher on sky blue, and the enduring Sloans at the end of the row. Above it all, Shandon’s steeple rises like a referee keeping order over the chaos below. The sky was doing its best impression of a dirty dishcloth, but honestly, Cork wears grey well. It makes the colours along the quay punch harder than they would under blue skies. One hooded figure on the bridge, a life ring on the wall just in case, and the whole scene had that quiet mid-afternoon energy where a city is just getting on with itself.


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    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length50mm
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    Shutter speed1/2500s

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  • Rain Won’t Stop the Mascletà

    Fist in the air, beer in the other hand, in defiance of the rain that had been hammering down earlier. This is Las Fallas distilled into two men and a moment. I caught them mid-chant on one of the streets near the Plaza del Ayuntamiento. The man on the left had gone full traditional, with woven manta draped over his shoulders, loaded with pompoms and bandana tied tight while his friend had hedged his bets with a clear plastic poncho over the waistcoat. His Amstel was probably warm but he didn’t care. Valencia in March is meant to be about fire and gunpowder, and the rain didn’t stop the festivities.


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    Focal length24mm
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  • The Bookshop Pigeon

    Photo of a pigeon perched among books in the window display of Dubray Books, Cork. The bird sits on a copy of Lonely Planet's "Epic Trips" beside a small decorative robin figurine. Visible book titles include "Ireland: Mapping The," "This Way Up" by Mark Cooper-Jones and Jay Foreman priced at €16.99, Collins "History of the World in Maps," "The Hare's Corner," RHS "Gardens of Great Britain & Ireland," and a Michael Palin book. A Wild Press title and "Traveller" are partially visible.

    A pigeon had taken up residence in the Dubray Books window on St. Patrick Street, wedged comfortably between Michael Palin and a Lonely Planet guide which is frankly better taste in travel literature than most of us manage. It sat there among the carefully arranged display like it had been hired for the job, unbothered by the Black Friday signage overhead or the passers-by stopping to gawp.

    One woman paused mid-stride, peered through the glass, and you could see the exact moment the penny dropped: that’s not a prop. The little decorative robin beside it only made the whole scene funnier. A fake bird and a real one, side by side, and the real one looking far more at home. I’ve no idea how it got in, but it clearly had no intention of leaving. Fifty percent off stickered stock, and the pigeon wasn’t buying.


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    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length24mm
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    Shutter speed1/500s

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  • This Car Is Protected by Fluff

    A Hyundai sat brazenly on the double yellows outside Dunnes on Drawbridge Street, and behind the wheel, well, behind the steering wheel at least, sat this absolute unit of a security detail. Blue jumper on, mouth open, eyes locked on mine like I’d just tried the door handle. The owner had clearly nipped into the shop for five minutes, leaving a child in the passenger seat armed with a red ball and their dog who would fend off traffic wardens through sheer force of personality.

    The WARNING SECURITY SYSTEM sticker on the glass is doing far less work than the dog.


    Apertureƒ/4
    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length50mm
    ISO2500
    Shutter speed1/500s

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  • Clogher in Full Voice

    The Atlantic was absolutely hammering Clogher Beach when I got down there a few weeks ago. A proper winter swell rolling in through the gap between the headlands, each wave stacking up and throwing that incredible translucent green you only get when the light catches the water from behind. An Fear Marbh sat out there in the spray haze like it always does, impassive, while everything around it was chaos. I was shooting low, practically at wave height, which is either brave or stupid depending on your tolerance for salt-encrusted gear. The sky kept shifting between brooding darkness and these cracks of warm light overhead, and the timing gods cooperated for about thirty seconds before the clouds sealed shut again. What struck me most was the colour contrast. That jade-green wave face against the bruised grey sky is something you’d barely believe if you hadn’t stood there watching it happen.

    A Video To Watch


    Apertureƒ/6.3
    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length120mm
    ISO400
    Shutter speed1/1000s

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  • When the Atlantic Catches Fire

    The cold at Cappagh Beach the morning I made this photo was the sort that makes you question every life choice that led you to a dark car park before dawn. The sunrise wasn’t that great but shortly before we left, the sun cracked through a gap in the cloud and turned the entire Atlantic into molten gold, and suddenly the cold didn’t matter much.

    I love how the backlight picks out a single breaking wave on the rocks mid-frame, giving the whole scene a focal point that isn’t the sun itself. Kerry mornings like this are why alarm clocks exist.


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    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length118mm
    ISO100
    Shutter speed1/125s

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  • The Invisible Shift

    A street cleaner with a bin bag in one hand, framed between a STOP sign and a no-right-turn sign. You couldn’t stage it better. I shot this from Drawbridge Street, watching the lunchtime crowd flow past him like water around a rock. What struck me was the contrast: dozens of people mid-stride, shopping or wandering around, and this one figure doing the quiet work that keeps the city ticking over.

    His orange hi-vis jacket is the loudest thing in the frame, but he’s mostly unnoticed by everyone. The young lad in the camo jacket is walking towards me, a woman in a black top is mid-step, and behind the railings there’s a whole parade of shoppers who have no idea they’re in a photograph. I like that the two road signs bookend him: STOP on one side, no-right-turn on the other as if the street itself is giving him contradictory instructions. It’s one of those shots where the composition just fell into place, and all I had to do was not fumble the shutter.


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    CameraILCE-7RM5
    Focal length50mm
    ISO160
    Shutter speed1/500s

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