It is on the harbor’s seawall, called the Bull that he clearly hears the call of his artistic destiny, and on the Bay Shore that he sees the girl who becomes a symbol of the freedom and beauty he seeks. In his frequent walks, he goes to the water. Stephen is not completely blind to this beauty. It also had the natural beauty of Dublin Bay, the outlet of the River Lifer. The real Dublin of Joyce’s time had its gracious sections adorned by eighteenth-century Georgian brick houses and by many handsome monuments. There even comes a time when, disgusted with himself, he finds comfort in their foul-smelling filth-they match his own darker moods and self-disgust. The Dublin streets reflect his dissatisfaction. As you might expect, these downhill moves color Stephen’s view of the city and of his life. However’ financial problems force the family into the city, first to the suburb of Blackrock, and then to a series of progressively bleaker dwellings in the city’s shabbier sections.
Stephen’s family starts out living in Bray, an affluent sea side village to the south of Dublin.
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