Irish Fest also means another thing for me: the end of summer. There seems to be a moment during the Scattering (an event where all the musical acts cram onto one stage to be joined by a chorus of thousands singing traditional Irish songs) where I think to myself, "Alright, this is it". The Monday after Irish fest has a particular sting. A new tradition has emerged to combat the post-Irish fest slump: up north!!! I leave now for five days of recuperation in Northern Wisconsin.
Irish fest has also gotten me a bit more inspired. I want to do more with my last series I shot in Ireland this spring. Maybe the North woods will help me to work this out...