Rothko in Paris
Content is a glimpse of something, an encounter like a flash. It’s very tiny –…
Content is a glimpse of something, an encounter like a flash. It’s very tiny –…
I was en route to Leitrim for a second time in a month when ‘Zooropa,’…
As a child I was drawn to draw figures. I watched my mother paint and…
My relationship with making art began aged twenty-one as a means to bolster my ego…
So, it’s Thursday night in Dublin, I’ve found some Poitin, and am thinking of Shane…
I spent four years teaching English in Changchun, a city of six million people in…
Over the last seven years, I have been reshaping my practice from being primarily hermetic,…
Just off Nassau Street, a cavernous concrete passageway leads into the modernist Arts Building at…
How would you define yourself as an artist? In fact I feel more like a…
Oscar Wilde said that the tragedy of being old is that one is still young.…
My work begins with a consideration of how one begins to look – an exercise…
What do I want from you? Why do I write this text? Is it because…
The adventure, the great adventure is every day to see something new emerge in the…
Marc di Saverio hails from Hamilton, Canada. His poems and translations have appeared internationally. In…
I have always been a creative person. When I was a child I loved to…
Growing up in a small rural town in Israel, Pardes Hanna, has shaped me into…
Tumbling Towards Home is a short documentary, a coming of age story about Malcolm Adams, an…
Painters talk of the temperature of paint. It’s warm. It’s cold. There are colours that complement…
I waited at my usual train station, taking photos and watched the people around me…
Why? A decade has passed since my individual and community artistic adventure began in Dublin.…