Once again my sons and I strolled by the street art and got to see fresh new splashes of colour and creativity. There is something really beautiful and odd about how fleeting a lot of this work is. Painted over masterprieces with new slices of art. And it really speaks to my kids who see that art can exist anywhere
Took another stroll along the Grand Canal basin to see what new visual delights now adorn the walls
In the midst of all this sadness in the world, the kids and I decided to embark on a brand new creative project to brighten up our garden furniture. It brought some much needed joy.
Over the past few weeks in quarantine, myself and the kids have been working on an ambitious, colourful art project. We took this old whiskey barrel that my dad got from his days as a biochemist in Irish Distillers (and subsequently housed his dreadful elderberry wine) and sanded it down, primed it, and then spray painted it graffiti style with vibrant colours. It is such a burst of brightness and joy in the corner of our garden. Adds some much needed light during this darkness. Art is good for the heart
There’s a little walkway along the canal that I pass every morning and it always has some amazing street art. Wanted to share a slice of that daily walk.