I just made it back from a 10 day trip to Ireland for the holidays, and man, what a beautiful country!
I anticipated drinking lots of Guinness and Jameson (check and check), nursing a 10-day hangover (crisis avoided), and seeing the seriously stunning countryside, but what I didn’t anticipate was how absolutely gorgeous and plentiful Ireland’s street art is!
Dublin and Galway are filled with beautiful pieces of wall and door art, and here are just a few of my favorites:
Hope this explosion of colors brightened your day a bit like it brightened my whole week! Many thanks to the talented artists who put so much effort into making city streets more colorful; it’s so easy to get bogged down but the sometimes gray and dreary city lifestyle (especially on rainy days like today), but street art serves to make those days so much brighter.
As a result of this trip, two of my New Year’s resolutions are to seek out more color, and go exploring for the hell of it. On the latter point, I take New York City life for granted and have never gone wall art hunting before… however, I know there’s loads to see here. Thanks to the inspiring street art of Ireland, I’m going to try a little harder to make this giant city a home.
Happy New Year, friends ❤
If you know any of the above artists, please let me know so that I can give them due credit!
Halloweek is one of my favorite times of the year.
I call it “Halloweek” because it is impossible for me to compress all of my energy and enthusiasm for the holiday into just one day. Every year, I spend the whole week preceding Halloween dressed up in morbidly fun outfits, because…why not?
I see Halloween as a very empowering holiday. Some use it as an excuse to be someone other than themselves, but I use it as an excuse to be the most outrageous, unconventional, and eccentric version of myself possible.
I have several pieces in my closet that are just plain weird. As much of my fashionista lifestyle involves adapting these pieces into some modicum of professional wear for my 10-to-6 job, I find that the really spectacularly odd pieces are forced to hide in the back of my closet, waiting to emerge.
And boy, do I love to bring them out for Halloweek…