Distilled Prints » Ireland

Yummy

Jefferson Davis — Fri, 26 Sep 2008 19:55:16 +0000

This shot was taken at the Belfast market in City Hall. I didn’t partake the scrumptious confection, but others said it was delightful.

Waltzing to Molly’s Dew

Jefferson Davis — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 03:40:19 +0000

Early one morn whilst in Dublin, I arose before the sun. I grabbed my camera gear and headed out on an adventure. I headed down a very empty O’Connell street absent of the usual hustle and bustle that is Dublin. The air was crisp and still as I crossed the Liffey river. I made my way up Westmoreland street and onto Grafton Street. The clickety-clack of a slender woman’s high heels was the only sound reverberating round the shops that morn. The rising sun peering through the clouds was illuminating the dew laden upon Molly Malone, as I made my way towards her sculpture.

The dawning dew was ever so slightly running down her elegantly arranged coiffure, collecting in the rim of her ears, and cascading down to the nape of her neck. It flowed along the curvature of her breast and pooled in the fabric of her dress.

I stood there for a moment and cerebrated about what I’d say to such a resplendent woman. It was at this point that I realised that I must be British, because I over analyse everything.

Wicked Monk

Jefferson Davis — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 04:45:05 +0000

This shot was taken at Victoria’s Way in County Wicklow. The bloke looks a bit wicked but exhausted at the same time. He looks as though he’s going to come out of the water after you. I can just imagine how freaky that place is at night. K8 the Gr8 was kind enough to show me the treasure trove of buddhist sculptures, when I was there almost a month ago. The place is awesome. Hopefully, I’ll make it back in time to snap a few shots before they close up for the winter.

Street Art

Jefferson Davis — Wed, 18 Jun 2008 15:32:32 +0000

This shot was taken in the Temple Bar District, Dublin. These two blokes were very friendly. One called himself a “Poet”, while the otherwas a self proclaimed “Artist”. Nonetheless, they made enough Euros for a few pints and some supper, and in the end that is all that truly matters – good craic!

Fibrous History

Jefferson Davis — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 00:49:29 +0000

I was in Donaghadee, County Down, when I snapped this shot of rope. I was with the lovely Grannymar, who kindly offered to take me to Donaghadee. We had a grand time snapping shots of the lighthouse, quay, boats, and coastline. The rope captured my attention from the back of a fishing boat. I wondered about how it had been used, and who used it. I pondered how many of my ancestors fished off of that craggy coastline. Heck, the person that rolled it up in such a particular fashion might have been one of my relatives.

Dappled Twins

Jefferson Davis — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:43:53 +0000

I took this shot with my trusty 24-70mm Sigma lens after being out at Phoenix Park on a Saturday afternoon. It was a gorgeous day. People were playing ball in the park with their kids and tourist were getting their pictures taken (a few by me).

The strenth and geometric construction of cranes has always fascinated me, so when I discovered the two cranes setting against a broken blue Irish sky, I immediately snapped a few shots. i was recovering from a massive hangover that day, so it is a wonder that I was able to take a decent shot.