Today after what may be my final walk as a resident of Portobello before I change home, I arrived home to a man sleeping on my doorstep. I woke him and let him know I needed to enter my house. He was slightly confused having been woken from his fifty winks. He seemed very embarrassed and uncomfortable about the situation. He apologized several times to me and moved on slowly. 

Homeless people are ignored in Dublin city - what is so invisible about homeless people? We should rise to the responsibility of interacting with them. I was in San Francisco recently and couldn't but notice the amount of social and relaxed interaction between working folk and homeless people. This interaction, that is sadly amiss in Dublin city, must help all citizens gain a sense of belonging and place in their city, as well as a deeper understanding and respect for the layered society of their city.

Francis Bacons' voice reminds me too much of mindless days sitting at his reconstructed studio while working in the Hugh Lane Gallery. Melvyn Braggs' interview on a loop became the background track to my wandering thoughts on the job. However, here's one I heard recently and I must quote.

Bacon : "I am genuinely pleased that those people don't like them...I much more pleased when they really hate them than when they like them, after-all it means that there might be something there."

Sitting by my own work anonymously recently, I observed some reactions to my installation piece on exhibition. I realized that I got a good kick out of those who did not like the piece and outwardly expressed their dislike. I found these stronger, more instant reactions caused greater satisfaction for me. This is strange because I usually make work that is aesthetically pleasing and to my liking rather than disliking. Perhaps Bacon enjoyed the negative attention his work received while he was alive because through it he received something openly genuine and true from the public. I wonder if Bacon only felt a work was complete when it was satisfactorily ugly or shocking enough to receive some passionate and genuine reactions.

My glowing Pods have come to an end, their last exhibit being Electric Picnic in the Body and Soul area. The Body and Soul area is enough of a reason to visit the festival aside from a note of music. I hope to see it as an independent art festival sometime in the future.