Welcome to the weblog of Created Visible where there trickles a stream of things photographic, and occasionally operatic and theologic...

Monday, July 6, 2009


In Dublin's fair city... where the girls are so pretty... Of course one is going to see sweet Molly Malone... but which one?

Sunday, July 5, 2009


Said to be the site of St Patrick's grave, this little town is home to the St Patrick Centre which houses a fascinating exhibit on Ireland's patron saint. Ridding the entire country of snakes is among the many things attributed to St Pat.

Belfast (part 2)

Belfast is a famous ship building town. Sadly the most famous ship to have left also never returned. In the shadow of the Belfast Eye (yes they have one of those wheels too) is the memorial to the Titanic. One of the many murals in the town also stands as a memory.

..and more Belfast murals...

Queen's University

The Beacon of Hope - though our tour guide called her Nula with the Hula!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Belfast (part 1)

We arrive at Belfast in the evening and in late sun, I go for a walk around the city. For a Saturday it is eerily deserted. Later I find out that the main city life area moved out from the main city centre after many bombings...

The famous opera house where Pavarotti made his UK debut, the city hall, and the old and new gates of the law courts

The Giant's Causeway

It is said that a Scottish giant and an Irish giant built a huge bridge in order to meet each other in battle which became a duel of minds. The Scottish giant lost and returned to his country, tearing up the bridge as he went and this is all that remains. Of course it could be a lot of blarney, but those giants must have been awfully good at cutting stone..


In a little churchyard in Drumcliffe, the poet William Butler Yeats is buried. There is an ancient Celtic cross just outside the churchyard and the doors to the church have been ornamented with swans, which might be a reference to Wild Swans at Coole,
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine and fifty swans.

Belleek Pottery

The famous pottery at Belleek made a fascinating place to visit and a most temptatious place to spend money! No photography was allowed in the factory except for the justly celebrated basket and floral section where exquisitely detailed works were being created. Here are some of the baskets waiting for additions from the field of shamrock.

Our guide and one of the artisans who drew the short straw and was part of the token staff present in the factory on weekends to ensure that tour groups like us could see how things are done. Poor chap, toiling away fuelled by 7-Up and Nurofen... but still doing amazing work. Some archive pieces show how the fine china looks after firing, painting and glazing.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Limerick to Cliffs of Moher

Same view from the hotel, this time by day.

A heartbreaking monument to the children of the famine. The journey has been dotted with so many sad crosses marking mass graves of those who perished in the Hunger.

The Cliffs of Moher.

On the road again. Ireland is liberally sprinkled with hay bales and castles.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Dingle to Limerick

The beautiful Dingle Bay was location scouted by David Lean for the film Ryan's Daughter.

More of the Irish Coast including the Blasket Islands and more sheep!

We arrive at Limerick, home of funny verse and Frank McCourt. Here is the view from the hotel by night.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Ring of Kerry

The picturesque and rugged coast of Ireland was swathed in mist and intermittent rain, but we still had a good drive around the Ring.

A monument to St Dunstan the Navigator

Looking out over the peninsula

Sheep near the Avoca centre

Tuesday, June 30, 2009


We spend three nights here and funnily, the fair has come to town and is parked just outside our window.. Needless to say, it takes a while to get to sleep each night! :-)

Anyway, we have a nice though damp day visiting Muckross House. Occasionally the drizzle was so persistent, my camera thought it was monochrome..

It is situated in the Killarney National Park and this is how we got there...

The ruins of Ross Castle...

How we cross the lakes...tiny boats aren't they and they sit so low in the water!

Innisfallen Abbey, a ruined monastic spot on an isolated island in the lakes.

Muckross House, looking very Austen.