No wonder Ireland is a land of such great writers.
Dublin´s introspective, wild, even dark moods are precious to the intimate other worldly atmosphere required to dig into your soul and produce a book and the irish country side is full of fairy tales, imagination trips and a rich folklore that reminds us of the absolute necessity to believe in Magic*.
No one seems to underestimate the powerful role of folktales in the preservation of ancient cultural traditions in Ireland. Before Christianity took its toll on irish people, there were Celtic creeds that coloured all the country with a love for Nature and its creative/destructive forces. From that celtic heritage, lots of essential truths survived through the folk tales irish still tell. Pure gold, as far as I´m concerned.
In a very particular way, Ireland teaches you that using your Rationality does not mean abdicating of your right to fantasy, dream and realms that go beyond our brain´s comprehension.
Life without tales of Magic and Wonder must be dull and even umbearable, don´t you think?
Samuel Beckett, painting at the "Irish writers museum"
Puppet version of Oscar Wilde.
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