Music plays somewhere in the distance

More than three quarters of the Greek population list their religion as Greek Orthodox, so if you find yourself there during any of their religious celebrations, it is an almost certainty that you will end up getting involved in the pageantry of the occasion in some way, shape or form. I spent this year’s Easter…

I am Ayman and I am a refugee from Syria

Ayman Hirh was a successful marble and granite trader in the Jobar district of Syria’s capital, Damascus, before the escalating political situation in his country drove him and his family into exile. Because of his involvement as an activist in the 2011 uprising and President Al-Assad’s subsequent crackdown on any and all dissent, Ayman was…

A Very Quick Story

I’ll tell you a quick story while you’re here and I have the time to spare you. I have a good friend who worked as a barman for the years he was seeing his way through school. No-one who knows an honest day’s work would ever doubt you in saying that tending a bar is…

Impressions of poverty

Our national epic has yet to be written – James Joyce If you’ve ever listened to the song Running to Stand Still from U2’s Joshua Tree album you will have heard about the Irish town of Ballymun in the lyric “I see seven towers but I only see one way out.” Located on the northern periphery of Dublin…

Be genuine with questionable haircuts

As my stretch of employment in Camden Town comes to a close, I can’t help but get a little reflective about my time spent here. When I first started working in this famously rowdy district three years ago it would be fair to say that I was far from keen on the area, however, as I’ve gotten…

Nobody cares about the bronze or silver medals – Buzz Aldrin

It looks like this site won a bronze award at this year’s Blog Awards Ireland. I’m not particularly sure what this means for the blog and there was no talk of any kind of cash prize, so I guess it’s a case of just ploughing on. I am, of course, very grateful to everyone who voted…

It’s not politicians who will end oppression

Herself actually found this piece a few months ago, after I took a photo I knew I’d post it up here, but – for whatever reason – I hesitated until now. I’m not really sure why, I’m a huge Bowie fan (which I inherited from my parents) and am always willing to at least consider radical…

Destroy

I will be leaving my job in Camden in a few weeks, and, as a result,  I see significantly less street art featuring on this site in future – a great shame. Until then, I’m trying to photograph as much new work as possible. We’re experiencing somewhat of a “heatwave” in London at the moment…

Be careful! Got it!

Things move fast in this town and I was made sure of that when I went for a walk before lunch and stumbled across a whole heap of street art pieces that seem to have materialized out of thin air over the weekend. I had to move a few bins and jump a few walls…

Everything is awesome

Strange though it may seem, the only thing I enjoy more than going on some wild and drunken travel adventure is the returning home. No matter how brief the journey, I get a real kick out of seeing what’s changed in my absence and I’m certain that this partiality can be traced back to my…

Some news and thanks #LWIBloggies2016

I wasn’t going to post again today, but I just received an email informing me that Critical Dispatches is now a finalist for the 2016 Blog Awards Ireland. Thank you everybody who voted for this blog! I am both flattered and eternally grateful for the efforts made to push this site through to the final…

The strays of Corfu

On a recent trip to Corfu, I couldn’t help but note the overwhelming number of stray dogs and cats that call the streets and alleys of this island home. Although mostly unthreatening and passive in nature, unfortunately many of these poor creatures are often diseased, starving, and injured. Strays are a problem across all of…

This blog needs you!

Critical Dispatches has made it onto the shortlist for the Blog Awards Ireland 2016 and now I need your help! If you have enjoyed any of my work on this blog, could I please ask that you click on the image below and vote for Critical Dispatches. Frustratingly, there looks to be a requirement that you create an…

The story of last night

“Maybe we’ll find a little adventure,” joked Herself as we headed out for a walk in the neighbourhood after dinner last night. We live in one of London’s quieter districts and the evenings tend to be tame on this side of town. We’re low-key people. We like it that way. Nearing the end of our…

What we did at the oyster festival 

One of the upsides to spending my weekends and summer holidays washing pots and dishes in a seafood restaurant on the Irish Coast as a teenager was that I was able to sample and acquire a taste for a wide range of strange and exotic foods whose very mention – almost without exception – induced…

A Work in Progress

I wrote on Monday that I would be checking in on you later in the week but I really didn’t think it would be this soon. I caught sight of these new murals by Flesh031, Tony Boy and Amara Por Dio while collecting my lunch this afternoon. Enjoy! You can now follow my adventures on…

The changing of the guard

As much of a disappointment as it was to see last month’s mural in Stucley Place being defaced almost as soon as it had been painted, it looks as though that unfortunate piece has been succeeded by this work by Australian artist James Reka: Just a short post today as I have quite a lot…

My Idea of Fun

I was lucky enough to negotiate a day off work last Thurday and since the weather was looking tasty, I grabbed my camera and headed to East London to see what new street art had appeared since my last visit. I took hundreds of photos and have picked the best to present for your convenience…

Art reflecting life

I caught this impressive new mural by the 40HK CREW in Stucley Place late on Monday afternoon. As always, I immediately took a photo of the piece, however, the angle of the sun at that time of day resulted in a flare on my lens which I think somewhat marred the picture. Not one to…