Art in the food shop.

 The brother serves breakfast in his sitting room at the dining table there. The nephew and the brother, they met yesterday for the first time. The nephew was presented with a bronze bust of his father as a young boy, the father being the other brother. The sculpture was made by the nephews grandmother, the mother of the brothers.

It is his now.

There is a witness too.

In case of disagreement the two brothers will never tell the same story

Walk down the hill that used to appear so huge as a child

and all the way into town

Ballyboden, the yellow house, Rathfarnham, cross the Dodder into Terenure, and all the way on to Harolds Cross. Across the canal see that the ruined houses are still there in quantity, but now they are different buildings that are in ruins. All dressed in barbed wire and security fencing and made up bright with sprayed graffitis. All of these houses are fallen beauties by the canal

Pass the Liberties, and go through Kevin Street and Stephen's Street. Cross Grafton street later, in all its high-priced ugliness and walk down Duke lane.

There is the emporium that sells food.

And in which an exhibition is to take place.

erIt is too early, the opening is this evening. But the girl working in the shop thinks nothing of opening the doors and letting a stray photographer in.

That is nice. For the artist it is one drawback in doing a show in a food shop,