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Monday, January 30, 2006
Drawing: Clonmel
Long before people got nostalgic for JCBs holding up by-passes, travel used to be not simply going from point A to point B; there used to actually be a whole bunch of letters in-between. Call me a Luddite, but greater infrastructure is what they do in Science Fiction when moving from one place to another; there is no journey, only leaving and arriving. What then for the social fabric of the places no longer in-between? It's what midwesterners do here when they drive from behind an automatic garage door to return to behind the same automatic door. What chance has conversation?
This is Clonmel, a place that was only ever in-between for me, and now is waiting to be arrived at. Or left. I'll paint it grey and amber.
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