I came across more secret hoardings on the outskirts of Dublin. This time promising me blue skies and yellow fields. I was intrigued. Was this real?
Other people just walked by as if it wasn’t there. Maybe it was a mirage. I was out on a stretch of motorway called the N7 near the place of the Red Cow. A mysterious crossroads that has been changing shape and direction for many years now so I was ready for anything.
Then I noticed a transparent building, this must be powerful magic or science or something.
A magician walked by and gave the building form. I knew he was a sorcerer from his funny shoes and purple robes.
And after he had passed by the building returned to bones. I ran after him and he told me to go beyond the hoarding into the ‘field’ and I would find the building…
and I did and it was beautiful. Undulating ribs of oxidized iron with perfect squares as doors! Even better than the dream.