New Living Art II

At the weekend I was lucky enough to see The Irish Museum of Contemporary Art's New Living Art Exhibition held at Moxie Studios (Lad's Lane, off Baggot St.) The Show run until the 30th of October, and opens daily, 12-5pm.


My amazingly talented friend, Ciara Killalea, had two fabulous prints in the exhibition. They are part of her Inhabiting Space series. Ciara is one of those fabulous photographers that is able to capture a story, every time she clicks her camera, a true talent. And not to be bias, but she had the best work of the exhibition...

I highly recommend the exhibition, it has a rich and diverse collection of instillations, photography, moving imagery and some taxidermy. What more could you want from an exhibition?


DRN

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No Place Like Home

So on Saturday I moved back to Ireland after my amazing Summer in London. I was sad to leave. But also it was nice to move into a house and not have to worry about the deposit and the first month's rent.

So the last week I made the most of London and did everything I hadn't already done. One of the things on my To Do list was go see Wicked. So we Did.

The Apollo Victoria

Pre-Show Drinks

we also went for pre-show burgers. But you don't need to see them pictures.

Tickets please.

taking our seats.

This is from google, I would never take a picture during a show. Anyways, the show was simply wonderful.

Then we met up my mate mates Shawn & Damien & Antoine who I had met last summer in San Diego and we all got very drunk and got the nightbus home. It was the perfect night.

DRN

A Trip to IKEA

So my lovely housemate, Ciara Killalea, is getting ready for her end of year exhibitions and needed some frames for all her photographs, so where else would we go than good old Ikea... So this morning Ciara had me up (at the crack of dawn) and we headed off Ikea.

And it was here that I found out that...

IKEA has everything. Literally everything.

Even hotdogs...

and the crime scene of a child genocide...

and giant coffee mugs...

and killer bed bugs...

and typie posters...

and really cheap breakfast...

and even an airport cafe...

and people with witty t-shirts...

giant bargain banners...

and good manners...

and a box of scissors...

and new kids, uh, I mean wine glasses...

and fake flowers worse than you'd fine in the Euro2 store...

and shit loads of tables to be built...

and comfy couches in need of a quilt...

and thats where then fun ended.

bringing the frames home was hell.

DRN