I’m in Letterkenny. I drove up yesterday morning, examined yesterday afternoon and again this morning. Crashed out in the Radisson Blu hotel this afternoon and I’ll be examining all day tomorrow, driving home tomorrow night. Sunday will be my first
This was the poem I recited for one of my speech and drama diploma exams.
We were at a book launch during the week. The Loneliness of the Sasquatch by Amanda Bell, a friend of Christine’s. It’s a translation of a work written in Irish by Gabriel Rosenstock. Actually, it’s more than a translation. Amanda
I was 10 years old. It was 1970. The end of a busy summer spent mostly on stage in the Eblana Theatre under Busaras, in a popular play called It’s a Two-Foot Six Inch Above the Ground World. The first
More tea bag art … It’s interesting how you can make different shapes from the tea bags, depending on how you unfold them. I’ve now got the knack of emptying them too, with the minimum of damage. Clicking on this
I came across images from the Mexican Day of the Dead celebrations many years ago: striking make-up, dramatic clothing, interesting symbolism. A couple of years ago, I saw an advertisement for a Dia de los Muertos celebration in Dublin but
I love this Yeats poem. A coincidence, a sequence of events, and a bookmark gone astray have inspired its treatment here, both in terms of the artwork and the interpretation of the poem itself. Clicking on the image below will
Sometimes things don’t turn out as one would have liked them to, or as one imagined they might, or as one hoped they would. Most times it doesn’t matter. Sometimes it does. Sometimes one learns from one’s mistakes and doesn’t
Doodles, sketches, rough lino cuts … Note to self! For clean lines in lino cuts, I need to use a sharp blade/knife to cut around the lines before using the gouge to scoop out the other stuff. I’ll
I read somewhere recently that one shouldn’t carve wood when tired. Here’s why … Stopped now. The bleeding has, too.
… for this post really. Just marking time. Marking wood. Marking paper. Bleeding. Again.
I took a trip to The Carpentry Store near Naas today. It’s not that I was running out of wood. It was more that all the wood I have is thick and I wanted some thin stuff. I had tried