Yes, they were actually that close to shore.
First Fortnight got off to a good start:
Occupy Dame Street was still going, if not strong, at least strongly present:
And plenty of political graffiti tying in with the Carnival of Resistance protesting billions being given by the Irish government to unsecured bondholders:
Closely followed by the day long peaceful occupation of a building by Unlock Nama, which they cleaned up, had cupcakes in and held some informative talks by well-known lecturers:
February was graffiti for Valentine's:
Clowns for Kubler Ross:
And for Anglo:
And graffiti artists making the city a little better:
And too many fires making the city a little worse:
While the Central Bank building at Spencer Dock just burned money with its G energy efficiency certificate:
A visit to the Grand Canal Docks, strangely a spot there I'd never been to before:
March an inspiring trip into Carrowkeel passage tombs:
A rendering of 'Romantic Ireland' by street artists:
But mainly March the sadness was Occupy Dame Street getting quite brutally evicted. From this:
In one morning.
April the Better Fashion week, sustainable clothing shop and all that went with it:
With Reclaim the Streets making a welcome comeback on the same day:
May the graffiti jam at the Tivoli:
And a street feast:
June was mainly all about a new little person, not pictured here, of course. Instead, some of the many great bike journeys of the year:
And Leftfield, the first of many returning-to-my-youth musical experiences in 2012:
July a trip to Galway for a certain film premiere, also caught some of the Arts Festival:
Greg Palast on fracking:
And Mark Boyle burning fivers and talking about alternative economics in Dartmouth Square:
August a month off, and most of all a trip to the Olympics, with all its contradictory wonderfulness:
Fun at the relocated Kings of Concrete:
Though not without its justice-buffing controversy.
September a sun and fun-filled trip to Electric Picnic, with more retro experiences not least The Cure:
And the excellent Festival of Urban Art Sandyford, more graffiti artists improving the city:
October was familial musicality and a brief celebration of the anniversary of Occu-pie:
But then the year became blurred by grief. And there are no pictures for that.
November. Beauty still to be found:
And thousands on the streets to protest:
Followed by the sadness of Savita's death:
December World Aids Day, again the street artists getting the message out:
And then festive traditions - first and foremost, Christmas cheese:
Jumping into the waters of the 40 Foot on Christmas Day:
And just hours ago, not a tradition but very wonderful, fireworks in Stephens Green, lighting up the end of this year:
A year not well-represented by photographs, as so much of what happened was personal and private, both happy and sad. Here's to a more light-filled 2013.