This is Kevin.
By far the nicest guy working in my local DART station.
It turns out that he also paints when there is no one looking to buy a ticket (with the amount of fare dodgers getting on the train at Kilbarrack, he would be able to paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel)
This is him proudly showing an oil painting in the making, of his kids playing on the beach, on that day last summer when the temperature soared to 21 degrees.
And proud he should be. There is an awful lot of skill and paternal love going in his work.