'why is everyone staring at me?' Were the first anxious words Sinead O'Connor said to me when we met in a Dublin pub for the photoshoot. 'Well your hair is shaven off and you are dressed as a Catholic priest, it may well raise a few eybrows in this city' I replied. She has always thumbed her nose at conventional notions of female beauty and brazenly spoke her mind about child abuse, racism and war. She has been the boldest, baddest Irish singer that the world has ever seen
'Let's have tea', Sinead suggested when my camera and tripod were smashed by a mini tornado in the city streets. While eating cucumber sandwiches, nursing a shattered camera and my pride, I tried a few shots through the shards of was my favorite shot!