James Joyce explored many facets of the human experience and he wanted to represent the minutiae of everyday Dublin life.
For me, I always imagine Joyce’s spectacles. And a hat. Next, in this subliminal carousel of images and influences, is Nora, walking, passionate letters and the European continent. So, imagine my surprise when dancing – dancing! – entered the mix.
Any listener of the excellent Something Rhymes with Purple – a podcast about strange and forgotten words – will know that language can be a laughing matter. The two presenters, an endearing […]
I filmed a performance of Bollywood and Belly dancing, with a mixture of Irish dancing, recently, and it got me thinking about the deep connection between Ireland and India.
Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
Hipster sausages, hipster prices – it’s all food for thought. Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
Jack Kerouac’s book Satori in Paris is a tangled mess of ideas, references and internalized in-jokes, which is to say, in-jokes he shares with himself, rather than with a drinking buddy or cabal of […]
Satori identity. This was an alien concept to me, until I came across Kerouac. Jack Kerouac’s book Satori in Paris is a tangled mess of ideas, references and internalized in-jokes, which is to […]
It was by pressing hard against a pen, and not guitar strings, that his fingers bled.
My journey into our shared past began with a poem.