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Wherever You Roam, always bring a window from home…

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As a graphic designer I’m always trying to think of new ideas…this one came to me a while ago and I’ve been messing with it since!

When I went traveling it was for the craic but nowadays it’s for something else altogether, it’s for work. So I began to think about all the things that made Kilkenny what it is and imagined that everyone leaving the country could bring a window from home with them. That’s how I came up with “Wherever You Roam”, the tagline reads “Wherever you roam, always bring a window from home…”. The poster is designed to sit on the wall so that everyone can have a piece of home with them, the postcards are the same, just smaller :)

The postcards are €1.50 and the posters €10, please contact me on helena@helddesign.ie if you’d like to buy some, there’s also one of Ireland as you’ll see above, so I’m not catist!

 

Art, Kilkenny

Kilkenny in By Gone Days…

Some pictures of Kilkenny from a past life. What do you think, have we improved our city?

In my ow opinion, we should go back to these images as reference for any future work, but I don’t think this will happen. Our modern signage, recently hung up around the town, is an indication of the direction that our council intends to take. I totally disagree, we live in a medieval city shouldn’t we try our best to preserve that?

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A Little Optimistic…

And so Kilkenny were in the  All Ireland Hurling final, again.

Of course we weren’t going to lose, in fact not only were we not going to lose, we were going to make history. Five in a row, never been done. Before the whistle had blown for the match to begin, we had already won. In my eyes we had won almost two weeks previous. I sat in front of my computer and smiled at my genius as I designed tshirts, bookmarks and cards that were to make my millions. Feck the recession, when your from Kilkenny you’ll always have hurling.

Minute by minute as the game played out my jaw began to slacken. Surely not, sure Tipp can’t be that good! No the lads are missing Shefflin, watch they’ll come out the second half and blow those blue and yellow ****** out of the water. Then the second half came and my jaw fell further. When the final whistle blew the room was silent, we lost, never, Kilkenny never loses, it’s not in the blood.

Tipp were walking the steps, blue and yellow jerseys tried to climb the hill barriers and storm the field and it was a Tipp man making the speech, thanking names I’d never heard of. Then it hit me. We’d lost. My tshirts, postcards and bookmarks resigned to history but not in the way I wanted. Millions swept from under my feet in 70 minutes.

The fruits of my optimistic labour are above and if anyone wants a piece of history just give me a bell…