The Cappagh Sentinel
The sun had risen about 40 minutes before and we were about to leave Cappagh Beach on the Dingle Peninsula when I saw a tree silhouetted against the sun.
The Umbrella Photographer
Sunday’s storm on the Dingle Peninsula was the kind that turns sensible people around at the car park, but photographers are rarely sensible. I was down at Clogher Strand when the rain properly opened up. My friend and I both grabbed umbrellas trying to keep the gear dry while still getting the shot. The blue…
This is Dunnes in 2008
The Dunnes Stores on St. Patrick’s Street, Cork was only a muddy construction site in March 2008. Only the distinctive yellow front of the building remained at this time.
The Sacred and the Street: St. Augustine’s Before It Closes
The news broke at the end of last month that St Augustine’s Church in Cork would be closing later this year. Despite walking past there hundreds of times while out walking I’ve only been in there a couple of times. I happened to call in about a week before that announcement and took the photos…
Tan on Tan
A tan jacket, tan Timberland boots and Adidas tracksuit pants.
Silhouette at the Harbour Mouth
There’s a narrow window just after sunset when the sky goes absolutely wild, when the sun has dropped below the horizon but the light is still bouncing around in the atmosphere, and you get these incredible bands of colour stacking up from warm orange through pink into deep purple and navy. The navigation beacon at…
Run! A Stag Defends His Harem
Last October we spotted a herd of deer, both stags and hinds, in a field. It wasn’t long before another stag wandered in and decided to break up the party. After running around for a bit, the stag ran through the group of hinds and then walked away, trailing 3 of them!
Silk and Moss in the Kerry Woods
Everyone knows Torc Waterfall in Killarney, but O’Sullivan’s Cascade is a hidden gem at the other end of the Lakes of Killarney. There is a popular legend surrounding the cascade that it was once owned by Fionn MacCumhal and whiskey rather than water flowed from it. O’Sullivan of Tomies is said to have been the…
Waders Descend on Harper’s Island
It was my first time visiting Harper’s Island and unfortunately no birds came anywhere near any of the hides, but I loved to see flocks of birds swoop through the air in synchronised flight.
Winter Light on a Forgotten Home
Nature is starting to take over this abandoned farmhouse on Harper’s Island in Co Cork. The old stone gateposts are still standing, the wire fence still technically there, but it’s clear nobody’s coming through that gate anymore. Places like this always make me wonder about the people who lived here: the dinners cooked, the fires…
Let the Good Times Flow (Eventually)
If you’ve been anywhere near Grand Parade in Cork lately, you’ll know the scene: hoarding, fencing, traffic cones, and that slightly bewildered look on everyone’s face as they try to work out which footpath is still open this week. This is what it looked like 2 weeks ago when a sewerage pipe was laid across…
A Sign of the Times
A glowing yellow YIELD sign cuts through the darkness like a solitary performer on stage, casting warm light across empty spaces and parked cars, and suddenly you’re thinking about cinema and loneliness and how good urban photography is basically just about finding the drama hiding in everyday places. I love photographing car parks. Great views…