It seems appropriate to feature this lovely coffee table-style book on St Patrick's Day. Admittedly, it's not my usual fare, but when I was offered this for review it ticked several boxes: (1) it was Irish; (2) it was a companion to Angela's Ashes, a memoir I remember fondly; and (3) it featured lots of old-fashioned black-and-white photographs, which appealed to the amateur photographer in me. I certainly wasn't disappointed when it arrived — all the way from New York — and I've been enjoying perusing it over the past few days.
I think what I like most about this book — apart from the high-end production values and the attractive cursive fonts used throughout (I do like a good font) — is the way in which it serves to remind us of another time and place, a time when poverty was rife, a time that makes you glad you never had to live through such cruelty and horror. Look at these photographs — all of them taken in and around Limerick in the 1930s and 40s — and you are immediately transported to an Ireland of slums and deprivation. It sometimes make for uncomfortable viewing. Even though many people are smiling in the pictures — and often the children are laughing and being mischievous, as children are wont to do —there's a part of you that wonders if they were merely playing up for the camera.
As an archive, it is refreshing in its honesty: this, indeed, is how the other half once lived.
Malachy McCourt's foreword is particularly searing in its anger. (Malachy is, of course, the younger brother of Frank McCourt, who wrote Angela's Ashes, and is an author in his own right.) As he looked at the pictures, he says he "raged and wept and cursed at the savages, domestic and foreign, who visited such cruelty on a graceful, generous people, but then allowed the peace and serenity to fill my soul again because I am with hope and faith that those bestial days are done".
He adds: "Look at this book carefully and keep it close, lest we and our children and their children forget."
The stunning and often candid photographs, which are accompanied by detailed captions and literary quotes and are arranged according to theme, don't just convey urban poverty, however. There are also pictures of the beautiful, occasionally rugged, countryside, as well as parkland and architectural landmarks. Through Irish Eyes is the kind of book you can dip into and out of at your leisure, but I found it compelling (and haunting) enough to read it from cover to cover.
Finally, I'm grateful to the publisher for allowing me to publish some of the photographs from the book — the captions, I'm afraid, are all my own:
All photographs from Through Irish Eyes: A Visual Companion to Angela McCourt’s Ireland, copyright © 2013, published by Glitterati Incorporated. www.Glitteratiincorporated.com.