Last month (which seems like a lifetime ago) I took a trip to Manchester to see Magnum. I hadn’t been on a plane on my own since 2019, and I wasn’t sure how I would be. It was all good, and I was pleased with how well I did. It’s so handy having Ireland West... Continue Reading →
The Boyle Sculpture Trail
There's a lovely sculpture trail in the Pleasure Grounds in Boyle. The grounds have undergone a huge transformation in the last couple of years, and it's a beautiful place to spend some time, have a walk along the river, or even have a picnic. I had a little companion on the day I visited: Discover... Continue Reading →
World’s first for Westport Land and Language – Talamh agus Teanga
Experience ancient wisdom through modern tech in the world’s first audio-visual interactive art, breath and Gaeilge exhibition! In this, her first solo exhibition Derval Dunford offers what Irish author Manchán Mangan calls ‘a sudden spailp (spark/ surprise kiss) of insight.’ This is an opportunity to learn how to use your daily quota of 25,000 breaths... Continue Reading →
Connecting Artists 22 – Open Call
https://videopress.com/v/seX4Mn9W?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata Connecting Artists are looking for 10 Visual Artists with an intellectual disability for a National Art Exhibition at The Royal College of Surgeons. With thanks to Bank of Ireland’s Begin Together Fund, and Business to Arts, Connections Arts Centre is offering a safe and supported environment for 10 Artists to take the first steps... Continue Reading →
Sunday Thoughts
Here we are again, another Sunday, and another dismal day. I hate these dark December days, and look forward to the days getting brighter and longer again. We had Storm Barra midweek, to be honest I don't usually pay an awful lot of heed to the storms they name. I usually find the unnamed ones... Continue Reading →
Andy Parsons; Patience
Sometimes you go to an art exhibition that speaks to your soul. One that moves you and takes you back to days spent in hospital corridors and nursing homes. Hours sitting beside a bed, listening to rattling breathing. Being handed tea and biscuits. Remembering kind words and sympathy. Looking at walking frames without owners. Hearing... Continue Reading →