1916 and all that
I arrived back to Dublin a few days before the anniversary weekend. Living in Cape Town has kept me isolated from the build up of documentaries and dramas, news stories and opinion pieces. I got the sense that some people were already tiring of the upcoming ‘decade of commemoration’ even before it had begun. It turned out that tens of thousands weren’t.
I came back to be with my family while my dad was ill in hospital. As I write this he still is. I’d spend the morning wandering around town with my camera, and then head to the hospital in the afternoon.
In the past whenever I made a set of photographs it always had a purpose. Whether it was to voice an opinion, explore something, or complete a brief for a publication. This time there was none of that. Photo doodling. A bit of muscle memory to take my mind off what was happening on the 5th floor in St. Vincent’s. Photographic worry beads.
I don’t know if these pictures are any good, and I don’t really care. Maybe after some years in my digital drawer they will be interesting. Maybe not.
– Alan O’Connor.
Alan O’Connor is a filmmaker and photographer who is based in South Africa.
More of his work can be seen here