"Ulysses, a personal journey"
Shade cord at Searson's pub, Dublin
I recently joined Facebook and it has been distracting me. As well the nice weather has been keeping me from the computer. I will try to get back on track and blog more!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
More from "Ulysses, a personal journey"
These two images were taken in Sandycove at the old swimming spot The Forty Foot. My father loves to swim there every time he goes to Dublin and for these images he agreed to swim in the cold Irish Sea just after sun rise (at about 5:30 am). In James Joyce's "Ulysses" the med student roommate of Stephen (the artist) swims at The Forty Foot in the morning while Stephen watches. And so having my father, the doctor swim while I photographed seemed appropriate to our adaptation and reclamation of the novel.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Another image from "Ulysses, a personal journey". This is a window in the Joyce Martello Tower in Dublin. Martello Towers are a ring of circular towers that were erected as a way of keeping an eye on the Irish Sea and fortifying Dublin. They were then decommissioned and rented out to citizens. James Joyce lived in this particular tower for a short period of time and "Ulysses" begins in the tower.
The show has had a good run but it comes down tonight. Hopefully it will travel and find another home in the future. Let me know if you think of somewhere specific that it should go!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
An image from "Ulysses, a personal journey".
This photo is of a classrooom wall in Belvedere College, a Jesuit school in Dublin. James Joyce went to Belvedere (and this wall is unchanged since before his time there), as did my father and grandfather. In fact last summer we officially confirmed that Joyce was in class with my great-great uncle Edward Hutchinson. Edward was the son of Joseph Hutchinson (my great-great grandfather) who was Lord Mayor of Dublin from 1904-1905 and is twice mentioned in "Ulysses". This is one of the connections that my father and I made to family history and my father's favourite book.
Only 3 books left. A qui la chance!