Impossible, I think, it’s going to be impossible for one man to photograph around 20,000 marathon runners in any meaningful way. But that’s why the prospect excites me. (Thousands of photos here).
My alarm goes off at 6AM and I wonder if there’s really any point in getting out of bed to attempt to photograph the 2016 Dublin City Marathon.
Posted in Dublin, Marathon Photos, Photojournalism, Sports Events
Tagged charity photos, cystic fibrosis fundraiser, Debele Tulu photos, dublin city marathon 2016 photos, Dublin marathon 2016, Dublin marathon photos 2016, Photographing marathon runners in ireland, sean hehir photos, sergio ciobanu
“JESUS CHRIST!” exclaims a passing lady after I say “good morning” to her from my carefully chosen vantage point a short while before the Galway Bay Marathon events start (Photos here). A whimsical part of me wants to say, “No, ma’am. I am not Jesus Christ. I am the COW! The Galway COW,” but, afraid that she might call the men in the white coats, or a veterinarian who may subsequently have me put to sleep for having a clear-cut case of mad cow disease, I elect to simply apologise and it turns out that she didn’t actually think my name was Jesus but the fact was, because I was sitting in the shadows beside a wall with the sun at my back, she couldn’t actually see, and was frightened by, me on account of being blinded by the bright early morning sun and startled by a voice that seemed to come out of nowhere.
Sammy Snail and his wife Samantha are in love. Unlike many other species of life, they like to take their time with their romantic liasons and I was a witness to their canoodling earlier on today. Continue reading
Posted in Galway, Nature, Photojournalism, The Galway Life Blog
Tagged Galway, galway snail tale, Mating snails, Nature, real love, romance, snail taxi, snails
Blood profusely spurting from my face, I rush out the door to get into Eyre Square to capture participants at Croi’s 15 minute walk for World Heart Day. Having been tagged by them in a Tweet, I replied that I hoped to see them tomorrow to take some snaps of their event. They replied that it was TODAY which meant I had about 5 minutes to shave, Lynx myself up, and bound towards Eyre Square. Unfortunately, I sliced my face open in the process of my hurried shaving efforts. (Photos from the event here). Continue reading
Posted in Charity Coverage, Galway, Galway Events, Photojournalism, The Galway Life Blog
Tagged Charity Walk, Croi, Galway Mayor 2016, Heart Health, Liam Silke Town Crier, Noel Larkin, Town Crier Galway
Feic the Rose of Tralee. This is better. The Rose of Tralee is just a bunch of well groomed women that say all the right things, and sure nobody could be as nice as all that, could they? Continue reading
Posted in Kerry, Marathon Photos, Photojournalism, Sports Events
Tagged 24 Hour Running Ireland, Park Run, run the kingdom, run the kingdom 2016, run the kingdom photos, tralee, Tralee Town Park Run, Ultra Running Ireland
“Oh my God, they killed Kenny! Bastards!”(1)* is reverberating around my brain as I arrive in Kilkenny to photograph their inaugural Medieval Marathon event which consists of a 10k, a half-marathon, a 30k, and a full marathon (Photos here soon). Continue reading
This feels right, I think, as I make my way towards Clarinbridge’s inaugral Oyster Marathon event which consists of a 10km, a half-marathon, and a full marathon. Unlike other events I’ve photographed, joy and excitement are the only things I feel at the start of today’s efforts to capture the movement. (Photos of the event are here). Continue reading
Posted in Galway, Galway Events, Galway Marathons, Marathon Photos, Photojournalism, Sports Events, The Galway Life Blog
Tagged 10km road race galway, Clarenbridge Marathon, clarinbridge oyster marathon 2016 photos, clarinbridge Oyster marathon photos, half marathon galway, Oyster Marathon, Oyster Marathon Photos 2016, September
Winners stand alone. Always alone. At every event I photograph I notice that the one who wins is a solitary figure, a figure who rarely betrays any emotion or expression other than pure focus. It is almost as if a smile, a wink, a wave or any slight distraction would be a waste of precious energy; it is as if the economy of their body’s energy has been carefully rationed to such a degree that even a wave could cost them victory. John Meade, the first man to enter my camera’s frame in Dingle is no exception; nor indeed are those in hot pursuit of this man, this inexorable running machine, this man in pursuit of victory and all the glory it affords. Continue reading
“Any bit a matchmaking going on inside?” I ask the bouncer outside The Matchmaker (bar) and he denies, says that Willie’s not about but that he’s probably up in the Hydro (hotel).
Often feeling lost, I decided that this weekend I would try and find myself so I go to Loughrea for the last day of the three day Tara Energy Festival. It’s a drug and alcohol free event and so I shall have no way of overcoming any sense of social awkwardness that one sometimes feels amongst a group of people that one has never met before. Continue reading