It’s been all about the PM today and I don’t mean the late Baroness Thatcher.
I got out of bed on the wrong side today so got back in until I felt I could face the day. I made pancakes, put on some make up and eventually got dressed. I didn’t venture very far just outside and upstairs to the ‘Living Archive’ here at Cló. I wandered round opening latched doors and came upon a room where the stone juts out of the ground. On the windowsill are little red tractors maybe made out of clay, and there are ferns growing out of the floor.
Last night I started to wonder about these ideas of receipt and document so started to research the meanings and origins of the words. I discovered that receipt paper is thermal paper and the information is burned on not printed. This may be very interesting when it comes to printing with cyanotype process which uses the sun. The forecast says the wind and rain will subside by the end of the week so I am hoping to have things ready for then.
I met a very enthusiastic lady called Sonia today who came from Switzerland for three days in November 2012 and has been in Donegal since. She has encouraged me to revisit a project I began some time ago in an abandoned building in Milford. Alone I don’t think it would happen but her naïve enthusiasm may make it work.
At 5.30pm we left to go to the opening of Samkura show at An Gailearaí in Gweedore. I got a lift there with Oona and met Ian Gordan and his wife Sara as well as Úna the curator of the gallery who I’d met briefly at Cló, Marjorie from Cló who is currently on maternity leave and Heidi who continues to make me laugh until I cry. The exhibition was a curious collection of responses to environments mostly foreign for the artist as a result of a series of exchange residencies between Ireland, Portugal, Greece, Armenia and Georgia.
Ian and Oona invited Cathal I for food after to the local Chinese restaurant, where I ate a little despite not being that hungry. We spoke about families, ancestors, the Gaelige language, travel, art, funding, madness and Woofers. I have just arrived back and I’m jaded but pleasantly surprised to have a little internet reception. I haven’t much to say but I hope I feel a bit livelier tomorrow.
I got out of bed on the wrong side today so got back in until I felt I could face the day. I made pancakes, put on some make up and eventually got dressed. I didn’t venture very far just outside and upstairs to the ‘Living Archive’ here at Cló. I wandered round opening latched doors and came upon a room where the stone juts out of the ground. On the windowsill are little red tractors maybe made out of clay, and there are ferns growing out of the floor.
Last night I started to wonder about these ideas of receipt and document so started to research the meanings and origins of the words. I discovered that receipt paper is thermal paper and the information is burned on not printed. This may be very interesting when it comes to printing with cyanotype process which uses the sun. The forecast says the wind and rain will subside by the end of the week so I am hoping to have things ready for then.
I met a very enthusiastic lady called Sonia today who came from Switzerland for three days in November 2012 and has been in Donegal since. She has encouraged me to revisit a project I began some time ago in an abandoned building in Milford. Alone I don’t think it would happen but her naïve enthusiasm may make it work.
At 5.30pm we left to go to the opening of Samkura show at An Gailearaí in Gweedore. I got a lift there with Oona and met Ian Gordan and his wife Sara as well as Úna the curator of the gallery who I’d met briefly at Cló, Marjorie from Cló who is currently on maternity leave and Heidi who continues to make me laugh until I cry. The exhibition was a curious collection of responses to environments mostly foreign for the artist as a result of a series of exchange residencies between Ireland, Portugal, Greece, Armenia and Georgia.
Ian and Oona invited Cathal I for food after to the local Chinese restaurant, where I ate a little despite not being that hungry. We spoke about families, ancestors, the Gaelige language, travel, art, funding, madness and Woofers. I have just arrived back and I’m jaded but pleasantly surprised to have a little internet reception. I haven’t much to say but I hope I feel a bit livelier tomorrow.
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