La Réalisme Social

I thought the best way to unmute myself - see previous post for a more sombre mood - might be to go through old projects of mine, so that's some of what I've been doing today.

There was a time when I was playing with the idea of changing Skerries for the name La Réalisme Social. The idea of this "social reality" - with mothers crying over a sink full of dirty dishes, distant fathers/unemployed struggling fathers, the moment before your glue sniffing kids return home and you have to give them the disappointing truth and a constant grey drizzle - has always haunted and taunted me. Is this reality - the real reality - really?

To be continued.