More and more pieces of street art are popping up all around Dublin at the moment. Particularly in the city centre, MURO Street Art‘s recent event left behind some wonderful works. While some on the corner of Greek Street have been sprayed over – *Boo!* – the bigger pieces are still available to see along the Luas lines near the Four Courts stop.
I love to see that they have painted these wonderful pieces on buildings that were falling into disrepair and making the area look quite derelict. Literally blank canvases!
What I don’t agree with it is the fact that these are being looked at as graffiti that needs to be painted over…
There are plenty of other spots around town to spy other creations. Some buildings in Templebar are quite colourful, and there are lots of other finds around town as seen by Ekaterina Smirnova here.
Street art certainly seems to be more of a growing trend (not just in Ireland, Athenian street art here ) as more boomtime purchase buildings are being left untended, with increasing demand for art space, but not much of anything in the way of support for aspiring artists..
I personally like it; I love to see all the various methods of expression. It also goes to show that you don’t need a massive budget to produce something special.
Due to various things that have been happening recently – details that shall, at some stage, become more clear – mainly to me 😉 – I have been re-assessing life paths lately.
What’s the plan?
What to do?
Where to go?
How to do it?
How to go about it?
These are pretty big questions at any age, but the longer you leave these questions, the harder it seems the answer is to find..! Or maybe it’s just more pressure attached to questions like this the older you are…
So it’s come down to a few sub-questions of my own:
What do you enjoy?
What do you like?
What do you love?
And still more questions…
Is this feasible? (aka are any quids to be made…)
How long would this take?
How and where do I start?
And most importantly – can I do it?
Well, as you can imagine – these questions inevitably got a big pause when I asked them of myself.
So for now, these questions will have to remain, posed in the air. Paused, with a big speech bubble and a gigantic question mark.
So in the meantime, as I ponder on the more serious questions, I like to distract myself with my great loves:
Fashion – have been spending possibly more time than I should on Polyvore – dreaming mostly… My Polyvore Creations…
Music – have been obsessively listening to Emeli Sande – still not sick of that amazing voice, music and lyrics… Her writing is so insightful and mature, it’s crazy to think that she is only 26. (Also on a tangential point – does she not have the nicest Scottish accent you have ever heard? )
Dance – And I have been ridiculously jealous and gobsmacked in equal measures at this little girl‘s breakdancing – unbelievable talent… at age 6!!
and of course my other half – he is of course, a constant source of distraction..!
Hopefully I will have a few more answers before my next post..
I’d like to thank.. the PortHouse, the wine they served, and… the wine.
How is it that the creative side of the brain seems to work that much better with alcohol? Why is that? It’s just giving everyone an excuse to drink in the hopes of being more.. em… artistic… yes, that’s what we’ll say.
Anyhow, ideas flowing this evening.
Every now and then, we all *try* to have that conversation of what are we doing, where are we headed to, etc., etc.
This evening, the wine spurred this on a little more than usual.
So plans are afoot!
The blog has been resurrected.
Eventually. So perhaps yes, the word resurrection is perfectly apt!
Watch. this. space! *
*I promise this time around, blogs will actually follow….
Thankfully, my husband doesn’t have a sweet tooth, so baking is never something I have really ever had to master.
Problem being, that I am partial to a dessert or two.
So recently I decided to try it out again; my last foray into baking and dessert-making being back in school with some butterfly cakes – anyone remember those?
Anyhow, I decided to start off slowly, and made a relatively inoffensive cheesecake.
It looked a little lumpy, and a little broken around the edges, but surprisingly (to me, and everyone else that tried) it tasted actually pretty good!
So it spurred me on to try a slightly more challenging recipe – chocolate fudge brownies.
Hardly rocket science by any means, but to a rusty baker like myself, you have to walk before you can jog right?
Anyhow, tried to keep it as simple as possible for myself – as I realised that I had no scales and no square baking tin to be found….
So butter and cocoa melting in one pan, I whisked eggs and sugar up.
When both were ready, I folded them in together, and sifted in some flour – and when I say sift, I mean I dumped in slowly, whilst frantically mixing. (Note to self, sieve would be easier next time.) There was no exactness to my method, as all measurements were pretty much guestimated…
Then due to not having a square baking tin, I figured that this brioche pan would have to do.
Popped it into the oven to warm it up, and greased it with some of the finest butter – Kerrygold.
Another note to self, pastry brush would have made the greasing a little easier….
So in it all went.
So then with oven at 160, I just had to wait … and wait a bit more … and take a peek … and wait a bit more..
And eventually, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I figured – what’s the worst that can happen? And immediately thought of both Dr. Pepper AND Murphy’s Law simultaneously..
But as it turned out – against all odds, it wasn’t so bad.
I knew that these were never going to be your typical square or rectangular “homecoming queen” style brownies, but I reckon they did ok… 🙂
Catch you another time…
Hopefully any other baking related posts won’t be quite so dramatic…. 😉