I found myself perched high above Los Gigantes, where the massive volcanic cliffs plunge dramatically into the Atlantic Ocean. The name, which literally means “The Giants,” couldn’t be more appropriate. We stopped at a roadside vantage point along with several other tourists who were busy snapping selfies and enjoying the sunny afternoon. The cliffs in…

The weather forecast for today was great, so we visited Inchydoney Beach this afternoon. While it looks like the beach isn’t busy, cars were parked all the way from the hotel down to the public car park at the other end of the beach. It would be easy to think it was the middle of…

Last year I visited Auschwitz and Birkenau. A harrowing experience, and not one I want to repeat, but now, more than ever, these places should be visited.

Some of the thatched beach umbrellas on Playa de Ajabo in Tenerife, just after the sun has set. There’s a restaurant behind where I was taking the photo, with bright neon lights shining on the beach, that was annoying to remove.

A man sitting on the steps of a theatre in Kraków is framed by the handles of the doors behind him.

There was a huge turnout for the pro-Palestine rally in Grand Parade yesterday afternoon. There’s huge support for Palestine in Ireland. Speakers welcomed the cease fire, but I don’t think anyone thinks it’ll hold. Recently, I found photos of a similar rally through the streets of Cork in 2009. It’s the same issues. Nothing has…

The setting sun cast a lovely colour on the cliffs of Los Gigantes in Tenerife while I was packing the car. We had just eaten in a nice restaurant and were going to drive down to the harbour on the other side of town when I saw the cliffs lit up this way. Quick as…

I’m a bit misty-eyed to think that the Cistercian Abbey at Mount Melleray in Co Waterford will be closing its doors on January 26th this year. I’ve only visited a couple of times, but my wife and I felt we wanted to go one more time before the gates close. Honestly, it’s such a tranquil…

The cliffs of Los Gigantes reflect the yellow light of the setting sun, while puny, tiny, boats lie moored in the harbour beneath. The size of the cliffs is astounding, easily dwarfing anything else nearby.

Exactly a month ago, I ventured out with Blarney Photography Club to see Wonderlights at Fota House. The grounds were transformed into something straight out of a cyberpunk fairy tale. This particular shot caught my eye – a grove of trees bathed in blues and magentas, with disco balls dangling from gnarled branches like some…

People watching a game at Jim Cashman’s pub on Paul Street, Cork, last weekend.

There’s never a bus when you want one, and suddenly four come along when you least expect it. A very busy Bridge Street in Cork last week with commuters on the way home.