Category archives: Graffiti

Images that Make Me Want to Cry: 2 – The Confused Clipart Stickman

A curious feature of ubiquitous images is this – as soon as you notice the ubiquity, concrete examples become hard to find. One minute they’re everywhere. And then, the minute after you mention their everywhere-ness to someone, they’re nowhere. Vanishing… continue reading »

Limerick Graffiti Archive: Vaginas

Apologies if you’ve just spurted your precious morning coffee all over your keyboard, but the above graffito does indeed say what you think it says. Take another look. Yup, it’s still there. To add an extra layer of intrigue (or,… continue reading »

Limerick Graffiti Archive: Brendan Loves You

I’m not sure to what extent “Grafitti Studies” has (as a discipline) permeated academic institutions, but I’d be surprised if the below offshoot of the artform has recieved much scholarly attention. The circumstances in which such graffiti is created are… continue reading »

Limerick Graffiti Archive: A Bonner All The Time

Pictured above is one of Irish sport’s most enduring images: Packie Bonner in the act of palming away poor old Daniel Timofte’s penalty (Genoa, June 25th, 1990). Not pictured anywhere on this page is the moment (4 years later) when… continue reading »

Limerick Graffiti Archive: David Beckham

On Tuesday night, after an evening spent gulping back bellinis and spritzes, Jess and I managed to find our way back to our hotel in Venice without getting lost. Not much of an anecdote I know, but it was the… continue reading »

Limerick Graffiti Archive: Laurel Hill

Few art critics (even the most stuffy, hidebound and be-monocled) would likely deny the legitimacy of graffiti as a contemporary urban art form. Those that remain ambivalent or unconvinced, however, need look no further than the mean streets of Limerick… continue reading »