I still remember the effortless sensation I felt when I was running at speed. My legs seemed to bounce off the tarmac and propel me forward towards the finish line…
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About Gerry Andrews
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Photography is a powerful tool. One image can stand in isolation and graphically illustrate the raw emotion and frailty of human life. Many of my photographs portray people enduring hardship at a vulnerable period of their lives. I have always possessed an innate obligation to depict sensitivity in a compassionate and respectful way. Now that […]
“It matters not how straight the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll;
I am the master of my faith; I am the captain of my soul”.
William Ernest Henley
My new exhibition ‘Shaped by History’ is now open at the National Photographic Archive at Meeting House Square, Temple Bar.
My guide and I pitched our tents high above the village of Hwe Lon as darkness fell. The light from camp fires identified the location of the numerous small farm holdings nestled in the valley below. Peace and tranquility descended on the mountain community as it drifted into sleep.
The cold drizzle fell incessantly and the cars whisked by at speed. Joe Doran and his wife Mary, a quiet and gentle couple, were huddled by a campfire. Their home, a small canvas-covered wagon, was parked by the busy roadside on the outskirts of the city. Their donkey grazed in a nearby field and a cat purred on Joe’s lap as he spoke softly about his life.
This sequence of images was captured at Mount Melleray Abbey, County Waterford.
Along the Shannon runs a path paved with my life’s memories.
This sequence of images was captured in Seville, Spain.
He squatted on the cold ground that freezing winters day. He was indifferent to the weather and oblivious to the traffic that passed close by. He was lost in his music, and captivated by the rhythm and melody of the tunes that were his living and his life.