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A duel between my self belief and my many failures.

On a summers day…

you will find me lying on the grass looking at the sun through a blanket.

I am working towards a coherence, A ‘finished’ thing. Something half decent. Most of the good stuff happens when you are rolling, when you are not looking. I see the process as a line. On one side of the line is the banal, the feeble, the badly conceived, On the other side things are crude, in bad taste or boorish. The line itself is the solution…

When working I am pushing the elements closer to the heat of the line and trying to avoid moving too close to the vulgar or indelicate. 

KM, Dublin, March 2026