Another example of a beautiful minimalist ceramic work from Nuala, a graduate from Galway IT ceramics......
Bulb via [PYGMENT] November 6th, 2008 at 23:00
This is a piece for the final year of Ceramics in Galway IT, it’s by Naula a friend of ours. I can’t hope to remember what it was all about (it was deep) but I loved the minimalism.
Clare, my fiance, is featured in the current issue of Ceramics Review. Limerick Art College was the only Irish college covered in this years review and Clare was one of the two students featured. I order a copy on-line we’re expecting it in the post soon...
After almost six weeks of relentless rain the beleaguered (and damp) inhabitants of this island were finally, shockingly, treated to a Saturday of glorious sunshine.
We spent the afternoon lazing by a stream in a "bog" near Ornamore, Co. Galway. It was quite wonderful.
Making our way back to our friends' farmhouse we passed through an enchanted wood. As I entered a sun-dappled clearing I suddenly fell to my knees, seized by a wave of otherworldly ecstasy.
Realising that a Knock/Fatima-like miracle might be unfolding before his astonished eyes my friend Alan grabbed my camera and quickly captured the below image:
First glances reveal nothing too mysterious. However...after a session of contrast adjustment, image sharpening and...er...prayer, fantastic shapes and figures begin to...
A few snippets from last weekend to reinvigorate a slumbering blog.
29/04/07 - 4.18 P.M.
I’m not a fan of Sundays, particularly heavy, sticky, oppressive Sundays like this one. "Muggy", I believe, is the mot juste, and cranky is how such days tend to make me feel. Throw in the additional factor of sitting on a bus (as I am) somewhere between Ennis and Gort (the Galway town, not the all-powerful robot) and crankiness could soon give way to morose irritability.
Happily, this has turned out to be one of those Bus Éireann journeys one might almost describe as pleasant. The radio is tuned to something other than 2fm (and playing at a discrete volume), there have been surprisingly few people yelling into mobile phones, and (best of all) the seat beside me is free of the usual...
Though I've a long-standing interest in matters esoteric and otherworldly (fairies, mysterious beasts, aliens and the like) I rarely buy or read books on the area. The simple reason being that (other than the fine work of folklorists such as Eddie Lenihan) the vast majority of material published on such subjects is excessively credulous, bargain-basement fare. That's not to say that what I'm looking for are scientific, materialist denunciations of weird and "unexplained" phenomena, however, for such works are often (at least to my mind) fairly uninspiring (empirical) analyses of things that are incompatible with such scrutiny.
Three cheers then for books like Patrick Harpur's Daimonic Reality: A Field Guide to the Otherworld, which I’m currently about ½ way through. It's a rare...
In
Limerick,
EVP,
Termights,
Voices on tape,
Joy Division,
Patrick Harpur,
Personal,
Music,
All posts,
Folklore,
Weirdness,
Galway
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
... 
...