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When you felt the red fire Of the forge, as it played, Did you feel, Too, my swordsman’s desire Run like blood on your blade And blue steel? A won­der­ful set of broad­sides from turn of the cen­tury Ire­land, illus­trated by the artist Jack B. Yeats. Each edi­tion was just 300 copies.  Art speaks to whomever will […]

I shared a bus ride in Ire­land once with a French man who car­ried more photo equip­ment than cloth­ing. It was 1979 and the bus ran local stops up into Done­gal from Killy­begs. I was on my way to a lit­tle town called Glen­columkille, where I’d spent a time­less week in a cot­tage with six […]