Original artwork description:

'Once there was Banba.' A nostalgic journey through painting. I remember the early Saturday morning ring at the door bell. Greeted by my best friend with the knowing eye and the green pound note in his back pocket. We made the magical trip on the 20B as its Orange Bulk rattled its way to town. The anticipation walking Dublins inner city pavement until we arrived to the door of The Banba. The scattered second hand comics and the smell of ancient paper, the ladies suspicious eye never leaving us until the piles of comics in hand were bought and paid for. The jealous squinting expression of the late arrivers who felt maybe we had found the piece of gold. The dull pavement outside transforming into settings for which the stories read could carry and hold. It was a great shop and another of the wonderful places in my mind I can retreat to remembering where I came from and what we had.

Materials used:

Oil On Canvas

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