Sunday, 8 November 2015

an Gorta Mór (The Great Famine)

The Great Famine (an Gorta Mór) or the Great Hunger (1845 – 1852) began as a natural catastrophe of extraordinary magnitude, but its effects on Ireland were severely worsened by the actions and inactions of the ruling British government. Ultimately, the root cause of the famine was perceived to be British policy, which reduced the amount of land available for feeding the Irish, and therefore stimulated the demand for political autonomy. This period of mass starvation and disease resulted in the death of over a million men, women and children with another two million emigrating.  It is acknowledged that the Irish famine was proportionally more destructive than most of the famines of modern times, killing nearly one-eighth of the entire population.

The introduction of the potato in the second half of the 16th century heavily influenced Ireland's cuisine thereafter and its importance as an Irish staple is still evident today. Chips seemed to be served with every meal and if not, there is likely to be potato in some form or another. However in 1846 and successive years, blight destroyed the potato crop that had provided approximately 60 per cent of the nation's food needs.  The fact that only four types of potato were brought from the Americas contributed to the famine, because, a lack of genetic diversity exasperated the situation resulted in potentially greater devastating consequences from the blight. 

A walk along the Customs House Quay passes by a series of gaunt and expressive statues that represent the starving and dying population of The Great Famine (1845 – 1848).  The statues were designed and crafted by Dublin sculptor Rowan Gillespie (1997) and are simply entitled “Famine”. This evocative piece of art captures the very essence of the suffering during the Famine. This series of sculptures are executed superbly with exquisite detail captured on their faces depicting their anguish in the near lifeless expressions; that is both somber and haunting. The sunken, hopeless faces tell it all; starving, pleading, dying. It is a simple monument with an aura that has the power to stop you in your tracks, is thought provoking, well positioned and overall a beautiful series that is well worth the walk along the Customs House Quay. It was Rowan Gillespie's intention, to compliment his famine sculpture in Dublin, with a sculpture of a group of figures arriving on the other side of the Atlantic. In 2007, a second series of famine sculptures was unveiled on the quayside in Toronto's Ireland Park commemorating the arrival of these refugees in Canada.  These statues were so beautiful I thought them a fitting conclusion to my series of Dublin posts.  A visit to Toronto's Ireland Park is a must in my future.






























Thursday, 5 November 2015

The Medium is the Message

Richmond Street Art
Art is about expression and that expression maybe beautiful, complex, simple, crude, ugly, selfish, or political, but, ultimately it is about expression. The term street art conjures up images of graffiti with close associations to gang culture, basically used to vandalize public property and mark a gang’s territory. The current reality is that street art has evolved past graffiti writing into a complex interdisciplinary form of artistic expression that may include graffiti, stencils, prints and murals, large-scale paintings and projects of artistic collaboration that has ultimately woven their way into the core of contemporary art. Street art offers young artists a medium that allows for relevant and creative means to express themselves; that is both unhampered by rules and boundaries imposed by academic institution while allowing them to employ artistic license and freedom thereby creating unique style and form. 

Traffic Signal Control Box Art
On a recent visit to Dublin, I had the pleasure of doing a private tour with a professional photographer. These types of tours allow one to enjoy a locale with a tour tailored to their particular interest from a photographer’s point of view (a definite must for a photography enthusiast).  So when we started the tour with street art, the first thought that popped into my head was “really”! Then I remember an early morning tour of Philadelphia, more years ago that I care to admit to, that showcased some of that city’s street art (some call it graffiti art but it was and is so much more). 

View of John's Lane Church
from Tivoli Theatre Car Park, St. Francis Street
Dublin, not unlike other cities, has a street art scene that has developed from a collaborative effort between businesses, arts organizations and the City Council sponsoring and promoting artists. The type of street art you can find in Dublin ranges from whole buildings to shop shutters that only reveal their art when they're rolled down after closing time. This art form has allowed lovely but crumbling buildings and urban parking lots to be revived.  The photos included are from three areas; Richmond Street behind the Bernard Shaw pub, Liberty Lane and the Tivoli Theatre car park. The Bernard Shaw Pub has a large open area to the rear with walls that are free to paint over. A local art supply company provides the materials and this area has an appeal to both emerging artists as well as the more established ones. The Tivoli Theatre organizes an annual event to paint its large car park, with artists attending from all over the world. 

“The medium is the message”; the phrase coined by Marshall McLuhan considers that how a message is conveyed may provide more meaning than there is in the message itself.  Street art is an excellent example of the medium being the message as it practically defines the purpose of the art form.  The medium gives a context to street art that when removed, alters both the purpose and power of what it says and its intended audience.  So embrace the medium in the message while enjoying this unique art form or for that matter any medium and its message. 


Tiger by Dan Leo on St. Francis Street painted during All City Jam 2015 (One of my favourites)
The Morrigan, a Celtic Deity who could take the form of a wolf, cow, eel and crow
by Friz at Tivoli Theatre Car Park. (Another favourite)
Tivoli Theatre Parking Lot off St. Francis Street
Street Art from Liberty Lane


Liberty Lane Street Art
Tivoli Theatre Car Park Street Art



Liberty Lane Street Art

Art from near Bernard Shaw Pub on Richmond Street











Tivoli Theatre Car Park Street Art

Art on Richmond Street, Near the Bernard Shaw

Tivoli Theatre Car Park Street Art by James Earley
Irish Wolfhound, interspersed with iconic Dublin landmarks like the Spire, Ha’penny Bridge and
Guinness Storehouse by James Earley for Visit Dublin in City Quay.



Monday, 26 October 2015

Don't Be Afraid of the Dark

"A wise man invented beer.  A smart man drinks it.  But a genius drinks Guinness".   When in Dublin (August 2015), a visit to the Guinness Storehouse seemed to be in order. I went on the recommendation of my friend, who advised me to go for the view from the Gravity Bar, if for nothing else.   I had not read the reviews before going; which were you either loved it or hated it. I am not a beer drinker, it is rather pricey and could easily be considered a tourist trap. Much to my surprise I loved it!


The tour is self guided so you could spend as little or as much time as you wanted viewing the storehouse.  It is NOT a brewery tour so you will not see a working brewery, which is an experience in itself. It is essentially a museum of sorts house in the original brewery showcasing older models of machinery used to make beer, vintage Guinness advertisements and various assorted information about Guinness beer and their brewing process. As an enthusiastic amateur photographer, the Guinness Storehouse presented a variety of objects and textures that would delight and tempt most photographers.  It was also interesting to learn a bit about the brewing process from the Guinness perspective.

My recommendation is to pre-book on-line and avoid the cues; go early in the morning or later in the day; avoid the high tourist season, weekends and around St. Paddy's Day; take a camera and finally yes the view from the Gravity Bar is worth the price of admission.  Oh and yes this wine aficionado had a pint of Guinness and drank most of it. Finally don't be afraid of the dark...it's really just a dark ruby red. 





Views of Dublin from the Gravity Bar, Guinness St. James Gate Brewery



Saturday night sinners and Sunday saints (Notice the church conveniently located nearby the Guinness buildings)


Various equipment, valves and pipes found in older breweries.













Guinness Factory Gate



Monday, 19 October 2015

Hauntingly Familiar yet an Ocean Apart

After a long winter recovering from a broken leg; my photos and my blog had gone inactive. It's hard to review and process photos as well as write when you are restricted in your range of movement and a bit mad at the world, as well. By the time I was back to my new normal, it was late spring and all the activities that brings including golf, hiking, travels and enjoying the weather as well as physiotherapy, took up my free time. So I have been slow getting back to my blog. 


St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin Ireland
Dublin was not high on my places to visits in Europe but Westjet’s first transatlantic offering;  a seasonal, non-stop flight between St. John’s and Dublin offered a new and quick gateway for our travels to Europe and so Dublin quickly moved up the list. My first impression of Dublin was that it seems to retain a sense of civility often lost in big cities, so that it has the feel of a small city that is sized just right; that is to say it is not overwhelming and its compactness just makes it feel all the more charming. It seems to have developed the knack for blending old and new.  It’s a city that is easy to walk or bike (it has a bike sharing program) with many of the attractions, activities, pubs and restaurants close to the main hotels in the central core.  

The Irish hospitality is legendary and considering that they are a chatty and gregarious lot, well it is understandable that the pub remains to a certain degree the heart of Dublin’s (and Ireland's) social existence.  It is the window through which you can view and experience the very essence of the city’s and by extension the country's culture. The pub is the meeting place where camaraderie and companionship flourish, as well as, conversation that is often accompanied by an enthusiastic exchange of views, humor and musings. Music also seems to be permanently imprinted on the Irish psyche and it is often the locale pub where this art form thrives. The pub is modern Ireland's vehicle that continues a revered vocation that predates Christianity; that of the bardic tradition; a masterful blend of lyric, rhyme and music that passed on legends and histories thereby preserving and sharing their culture. The Irish were and are indeed masters of this tradition and hopefully economic uncertainty, changing societal views and habits, as well as the advent of social media does not result in the lost of a mainstay of Irish Society; the locale pub, because sadly some of Irish culture may also be lost.

The Irish Staple, the mighty potato
which was a side to a delicious Beef and Guinness Pie.
In many ways Dublin felt like home. The Irish are obsessed with the weather; they talk about it all the time and it's woven its way into their vocabulary. Sound familiar? Weather was one, if not the first topic of conversation we had upon arriving in Ireland. The Irish 2015 July was remarkably similar to St. John’s 2015 July; cold and wet.  Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that less than an hour after arrival, my husband had already been identified as Irish (the first of many more times this would occur).  Ok, that reaction is to be expected as Newfoundland and Ireland are places where accents collide and their shared ancestry is immediately obvious when they speak (although his ancestry is actually English). Then again, it might the shared phrases that brought forth a smile and chuckle to hear an ocean away. It could possibly have been the fact I couldn’t understand half of them because of the accents or the speed at which they were talking.  They’re not talking too fast, you’re listening too slow seems to be a problem I have at home too, so yes indeed very familiar. There are more varieties of English spoken in Newfoundland and Labrador than anywhere else in the world and our accents and vocabulary are flavoured by Southern Ireland. Or then again it might have been the food! For one who does not considered the potato to be a necessary food staple, Ireland was a little too much like home in this instance. Chips seemed to be served with every meal and if not it was a potato in some form or another.  

Dublin's Ha'Penny Bridge 
Yes, Dublin indeed felt like home. The people (they gladly provide directions and numerous excellent recommendations of places, attractions, pubs and restaurants to visit as well as to advise that the Temple Bar Area is for tourists and not locales), our shared ancestry (a few immediately knew my husband might be a Newfoundlander), the music (we don’t need to go to Ireland for that, George Street is a lot closer), and the food all felt hauntingly familiar despite being an ocean apart.


When in Dublin, a visit for a pint should alwaysbe on the agenda:
http://sandrawhiteway.blogspot.ca/2015/10/dont-be-afraid-of-dark.html

Dublin has some interesting Street Art.
http://sandrawhiteway.blogspot.ca/2015/11/the-medium-is-message.html

The Great Famine is commemorated in many ways, none more evocative than Rowan Gillepie's Sculpture series, "Famine".
http://sandrawhiteway.blogspot.ca/2015/11/an-gorta-mor-great-famine.html

Photographs from Dublin (August 2015)

The Record Tower, the sole surviving tower of the medieval castle dates back to around 1228. The Chapel Royal in Dublin Castle was completed in 1814.  In Dublin Castle there is a sculpture of  Lady Justice that is not blindfolded. Because of the rain, the scales always tipped to one side. Her sword is raised in a warlike pose. And she faces the castle courtyard and not the city. To the Irish the totality of these changes to the traditional Lady Justice are an allegory of the unjust legal system that was in place under British rule.

Chapel Royale and Record Tower of Dublin Castle
The Irish Lady Justice at Dublin Castle.

Dublin’s was one of the world’s great Georgian cities (mid- to late-18th century) and today there are many sections of Georgian terraces remaining.  While the houses in each terrace are pretty much the same along the street, each door is different. The urban legend is that a Dubliner got a bit tipsy and when he came home, given the similarity of all the terrace houses, he stumbled into the wrong house and into the wrong bed. The women of Dublin went out and painted the doors different colors so as to solve that problem. An alternate story says that upon the death of Queen Victoria, the Irish were ordered to paint their doors black in mourning. They immediately went out and got the brightest colors possible to repaint their doors.  In reality, it was likely a way to expression their individuality in a world of conformity that quickly caught on, but the stories make it fun.

Georgian Terrace and Painted Doors


The River Liffey divides Dublin into the North and South sides of the city and like many places a north/south divide exists.  The reputation that North Dublin is a bit rough, tough, and scruff whereas South Dublin is considered better. Just enjoy Dublin from whatever side of the river you maybe on.

The River Liffey in Dublin


Samuel Beckett Bridge on the Rive Liffey

Blending of the Old and the New alond the River Liffey

The Great Famine was a period of mass starvation, disease, and emigration in Ireland between 1845 and 1852.  The Great Famine is memorialised in many locations throughout Ireland, and one such memorial is located Custom House Quays in Dublin. 

 Famine (1997) by Rowan Gillespie 

Dublin like many other cities have beautiful sculptures and monuments for all to enjoy.  

O'Connell Monument on O'Connell Street in Dublin

Oscar Wilde Statue in Merrion Square, Dublin. The materials are granite, green nephrite jade, white jadeite and thulite

Theobald Wolfe Tone on the edge of St. Stephen's Green 
Other snaps from around Dublin
Dublinia located at Christ Church, the crossroads of Dublin’s medieval city.

Bike Sharing Program

Street Art in Dublin
Angles and Yes Modern


Woman Reading a Letter, 1664-1666, Gabriel Metsu in National Gallery of Ireland

Gravity Bar in the Guinness Storehouse, St. James's Gate Brewery, Dublin