Monthly Archives: June 2010

A leisurely morning…

It’s been a while since I’ve been into town super early and had a few hours to kill. Having a few hours to kill always makes it sound like you’ve nothing to do with your life and you’re a sad person. That’s not the case though. But I’m going to go ahead and justify my free hours anyway, by saying that if I hadn’t bothered going into town I’d have just been sleeping those hours away. I prefer to be up and about, even if it means I spend money on things I don’t need.

I started out by going to Gusto for one of their amazing raspberry scones and a large cappuccino. I sat there for over an hour probably, reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower. It was nice. The time sort of flew. I even bumped into someone I knew there, Darren, from Canadian arts company Mammalian Diving Reflex. I like that. Just sitting there, and then you see someone you know and have a quick chat. Eventually I left Gusto and wandered out onto the lonely streets.

Not really, but they were still pretty quiet. That’s the one thing that annoys me about Cork really. I just find it too quiet at times.. Whenever I’m in town with feck all to do and I’ve already had a fill of caffeine, I just go looking around shops. I bought a few bits in Topshop the other day so I didn’t need to look through that fecking shop again, but I did head into Oasis. They had a sale, which is what attracted me in in the first place. I got a green short sleeved t-shirt. It’s a really nice, almost silky, material and it strikes the perfect balance between fitted and loose. Happy.

Then I went to the Crawford art gallery, because I think appreciating art will  make me cool. I jest. Nah, I just like the building. It’s nice to wander around inside and just look at whatever exhibition is on. There’s no need to critically analyse every piece, but just kind of absorb all the stuff around you. It’s really peaceful too, which is nice. I love the contrast between the old collection and the newer exhibitions. You walk through those glass doors and it’s like a different world. The exhibition part is all clean, modern lines, high ceilings, quite minimalist. The older parts of the gallery are warmer colours, with plenty of wooden furniture. The art is, of course, hugely different too.

After that, I went to Easons. I don’t really know why, to look at books or something I guess? And I did end up buying some book, purely because it was €1.99. ‘We Are Gold’ I think it’s called.. Whatever, I wouldn’t even have a coffee for the price of it.

From there I headed over to Plugd to show Albert the article I wrote in the magazine that won the award. He seemed to like it. He laughed a few times, which is always a good sign, and he was pretty impressed with it overall too. Then I listened to some choons, and bought a Sea Lion CD. We had a nice chat, and then Albert told me I should rehydrate before my trek to Kinsale. Maybe he thought I was walking, ’cause getting the bus ain’t that hard.. Still though, I respected the wisdom of my elders and I went to M&S for their savage lemonade, and got a pack of crunchy granola bars in Tesco.

And then I went to Kinsale to work in the box office. It was a good day.

It crossed my mind at one stage though that I was perfectly content going for a coffee on my own, and wandering around a gallery. I know that some folk might find that a bit intimidating, or they just wouldn’t feel at ease on their own. Not in an oh-my-god-i’m-going-to-be-attacked-slash-abducted way, but just that they wouldn’t be able to enjoy their own company. I’m glad that I can sit on my own and just think, or drink coffee, or organise my week, or read a book, or just watch the world go by. We’re always in a rush, to meet someone, to do something, to get some where.

No harm in just stopping every once in a while.

Also, I’ve kind of given up on trying to find pictures for each post. It’s such a pain unless I’ve taken them myself, so you’ll just have to read the whole pf each post to actually see what it’s about. I mean, you hardly still read books with pictures, right? Why should a blog be any different…


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‘Cause being a young curator is cool like..

I’ve have been ridiculously absent for the past two weeks or so. I have to say I’m pleased about that though, because it means I’ve been busy doing stuff instead of just whiling away time blogging. Not that that’s a bad thing either.

I think I mentioned before that I was applying for a Young Curators’ Programme with Cork Midsummer Festival. I did miss about 5 or 6 days of it because I was in Dublin, but I still got to see a hell of a lot of shows. Every evening we met in Civic Trust House to give our feedback on shows, meet with artists, and try and produce our book as a record of what we did.

Festival of the Senses!

I saw Corcadorca’s Plasticine, the Street Performance World Championships, the 2-Dimensional Life of Her, The Last Cargo Cult, Best Before, Invisible Atom, Echoa, Haircuts by Children, Buddy Buddy, Starman Fisher, FML, From Away, Wizard Rock and more that I just can’t think of.

We met many artists too: Rimini Protokoll, Mammalian Diving Reflex, Quarantine, THEATREclub, and the Marketing and PR staff from the festival.

We also attended an Arts Professionals’ Symposium in the Crawford on Saturday. The panel consisted of Willie White (Project Arts), Kate McGrath (Fuel), William Galinsky (Cork Midsummer), and Roise Goan (Dublin Fringe). The whole subject of the arts in Cork and the proposed National Theatre of Cork were discussed. A lot of interesting opinions were put forward and it was great to just be there. We had lunch in the bar in the Opera House, while talking to other people who were attending the symposium, networking, interviewing and all that. Diarmuid Gavin revealed his plans for next year’s festival too, which look fairly class..

And then we spent last night in the House typing, printing, photocopying, guillotining, separating, organising, collating and trying to create a book. I had to leave to get the 11.15pm bus, but a few of the others stayed on longer, trying to get it finished. Although now I hear it’s going to all be re-done..

I got my hair cut by two nine-year-olds on Saturday actually, courtesy of Mammalian Diving Reflex’s event. Just said I’d throw that in there to finish up.


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Remember that time..

I’m feeling a bit nostalgic at the moment. In the past day or two I’ve realised how much I miss certain people, places and events. There was something that I loved alot, that I just got, and I no longer have it. Life’s different, and sometimes you just forget that amazing thing ever existed. Then, something happens and you can’t get it out of your head.

I kind of think I want to get out of this city again soon. I miss something that’s gone, and I’m loving the break I have from something else at the moment. But that thing will come back again soon, and I know for sure that I’ll want to leave again once that happens. It’s not like I’m bored here or anything. I’m doing plenty at the moment, and loving it. But it’s the prospect of all this ending and other things beginning that I’m not quite looking forward to.

I don’t want to have to go to Dublin every time I get sick of the daily routine here though. A coffee with someone new would do, or even a day out west somewhere. But Dublin’s always there if I need more space.

It’s weird in a way, how I feel like I have more space in a much busier city. In Dublin there’s crowds of people crossing at traffic lights, the DART and Luas are packed during rush hour and there’s people everywhere. Still though, it’s easier to get lost with so many people around. Sometimes that’s good, but other times you might need a smaller place like Cork where it’s pretty impossible to walk down the street without seeing someone you know. That can be good too, but if you want something new, it can be a bit annoying.

I haven’t had one of these posts in a long, long time, but it’s late and I felt like rambling. It’s just that I miss the big city, and I miss the small city of days gone by. And I know I’ll miss June when it’s finished too.

Christ I know this is all very thoughtful and shit, but it’s a bit of a one off. because sometimes this blog needs a bit more emotional rambling even if I tend to exaggerate a lot.

I just miss the buzz of Dublin like. But Cork’s cool too.


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Dublin. Oh yes.

So I’m here. In the big shmoke. The capital fecking city.

Yesterday was possibly one of the most hectic days of my life. I started out at Kent station at abput 6.10am and got the half six train to Dublin. Next up was the Luas red line into the city centre, followed by a caramel latte in Starbucks on College Green and a read of the Irish Times Weekend Review. I am too cool.

I met Jill outside Trinity and we headed off to the office on Tara Street. Now you all know where I’ll be everyday and come stalk me. That’s a comforting thought. The morning was fairly class I have to say. We had a briefing session as to what we’d be doing, and then the girls got to go off shopping for a summer fashion piece. I know it sounds extremely fun (to any girls reading this at least), but it was quite stressful, I swear! Running from Grafton Street to Henry Street isn’t very relaxing..

In th afternoon we had a meeting with the production editor which gave us a nice insight into journalistic writing and editing. Finished up about 6, and then it was off to the DART station (still with all my bags and luggage) and off to the cousins’ house. I had a lovely dinner with them, followed by strawberries and ice-cream and some meringue too. Then tea. No day is complete without a cuppa tea at the end.

Today I was in the office for half 9. We went to two features meetings with all the important editorial people. I want to be a journalist. I love it. I could do it every day, even if it is a tad scary. I mean, other people, lots of them, reading your words. Then there was a little more shopping for tights, because I was being forced to model the clothes we had bought yesterday.

We also realised no-one had a pair of Converse, which were vital for our outfit. We walked to the Merrion to collect Jill’s Converse and it’s safe to say we nearly died. We weren’t wearing the most comfortable shoes and it was warm and we were in a rush. We grabbed a sandwich in O’Brien’s after, and being the cosmopolitan, sophisticated young women we are, we got a taxi back to the office.

Then it was off up to the roof for the photo shoot. It was sunny and lovely but my face was sore from smiling. I’m used to pose-y faces in photos, not smiling. Then I sent an email, made a few calls, had a root through the drawers under my desk to see could I find any treasures. I did find a few alright. A pen, a shorthand notebook…amazing treasures, eh?!

And back on the DART to Connolly, and then the commuter train to Castleknock. Headed to Superquinn, did a little shopping, and now we’re just about to put on the BBQ out on the balcony. Sun is shining, food is good, and I’m smiling.

Later folks!


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Bandon Music Fest 2010

No June bank holiday weekend would be complete without a trip to Bandon on the 239 to see some choons being belted out by various Irish bands on that stage up the top of the town. Last year we had Mick Flannery, Mundy and the Flaws, and this year’s festival saw FRED, Delorentos and Jack L take to the stage.

In previous years the festival has been free of charge, but this year it was a tenner for the 2 nights, or a fiver for the Sunday night only. Add to that the cost of transport, and we, being the cheapskates that we are, decided on the Sunday night only. That’s not to say I have any problem with paying a fiver to see two great bands. FRED and Delorentos played in the Opera House before and tickets were around the €25 mark, so a fiver is a bargain.

We had chips first of course, joined by a friendly Golden Retriever as we sat on the wall. I love sitting on a wall, eating chips from a paper bag, the sun shining. The only thing missing was the sea, but there’d be nothing special about eating Dino’s in Kinsale if there was a bitta sea water in Bandon too.

Re-creating last year's photos..

Our canine friend

FRED were up first. I was extremely excited to say the least, which led to quite a few people turning around and looking at me when I screamed. Even FRED’s bassist noticed.


And here’s a photo of me with the lovely Joe after their set. I had a huge chat with him, reminding him of the chat we had on Albert’s phone and when I did merch for them at a Coolaboola gig in the Pav. He probably thinks I’m a loon. Everyone who laid eyes on me probably did.

Joseph and myself..

Delorentos were up next.


And again..

It was a great gig. There was a fab atmosphere, and it was a nice, clear, dry night. Which I usually wouldn’t mention, but it’s sort of important for an outdoor gig. The place was pretty packed, which is really good to see. We even made some friends on the bus home, and I managed to stumble home along the country roads in the dark on my own.

That’s an achievement if ever I heard one.

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Arts and culture..

Wow, only just realised that it’s been almost a week since the last post. God know’s why because it’s not like I’ve been crazily busy or anything. I could come up with some excuses for you know, but you probably don’t give a damn so I’ll just get on with it.

Life’s a bit quieter than usual at the moment. A few of the friends have fecked off, and a few others who’d I’d have seen fairly regularly are out of the county too. I miss one or two people, but it’s nice to have a break from some other people too. That sounds ridiculously bitchy and pretentious, but that’s just the kind of person I am. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that?

Anyyyyway, I headed down to Kinsale on Tuesday evening for a Fáilte Ireland customer service course for KAW folk. ‘Twas a nice evening, and I’m class at customer service now. Which is always a plus.

And then yesterday evening I had a meeting with Midsummer Fest for a Young Curators Programme. I’m lucky enough to have been given the opportunity to take part, despite the fact I’ll be missing a few days of it when I’m in Dublin with the Irish Times. That’s the way it works though, isn’t it? I’m bored out of my tree one day, and then all the good stuff comes together. Why couldn’t some of this stuff be happening in August?

Report coming soon on the long weekend and Bandon Fest..


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Puppies, the park, and photos..

I took these photos a few weeks ago when I went to the park with Hannah and I brought Ozzy. The sun was shining and it was lovely to just sit there on a Sunday afternoon..

Smiling puppy!

The Lee..


Sleepy in the sun..

I wish it was this sunny all the time

Pretty flower!

My bag. In the grass. As you do.

I love this one..


I spent time looking pensive too..

So there’s some nice sunny, summery photos in the hope that the sun’ll come out for the long weekend so we can all go out and about and enjoy it. Well not the folk doing their exams next week, but everyone else! 😛

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