“in the first glow of such a February sun”: Gerald Blount’s walk in Dublin

As part of my Phd research on depictions of Dublin in visual art, I have also been looking at written descriptions of the city through the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. While my main source has been guidebooks, in the past few weeks I’ve concentrated on other written sources – fiction, drama, and poetry. One ofContinue reading ““in the first glow of such a February sun”: Gerald Blount’s walk in Dublin”

“Olive laughed …

“Olive laughed with her usual facile lightness, then the three women screamed – and for one electric instant the city appeared in hideous silhouette upon a chalky-white sky. A narrow drain-like river wedged between high-stone embankments; right along in a slight curve the perspective floats, an a few factory chimneys close a sinister horizon ofContinue reading ““Olive laughed …”