If you only do one thing this weekend . . . dance with the devil
PICTURE PERFECT: The PhotoIreland festival has taken over half the city’s galleries and spaces it seems, but we’re not complaining. It’s a feast for the photographic senses, from the fantastic selection of work by rediscovered Spanish photojournalist Marin to the more modern work of the SeeChange collective.
The latter is the product of an online photo project. Earlier this year, each photographer in the scheme submitted one “start” photo to an online forum. In response, each photographer produced their own, new image. These were then fed back into the existing pool, and from this changing landscape, strange and beautiful things have grown. Among those involved are Lucienne Brennan (whose work is below), Sanna Fisher-Payne, Rosaria Foscisi, Karen Forrester, Louise Marlborough and Agnese Sanvito. It’s at the Complex in Smithfield. Click here for more of the good stuff.
ON SCREEN: The Galway Arts Festival is almost upon us – rejoice in the city of the tribes with all your suitably culturally unhinged brethren. I’ll be posting a bit more about it, and there’ll be coverage in the Irish Times Arts pages to come, but don’t overlook the Galway Film Fleadh, which kicked off this week. Parked has been getting a lot of attention, Charlie Casanova looks intriguing and Lotus Eaters looks . . . interesting. Earlier this year, we may have been banging on a little too much about the work of writer John Healy, and the documentary about him made by Paul Duane. It’s also part of the Galway programme and can be seen tomorrow (Friday) at 4pm in the Cinemobile.
SOUTHERN CHARM: It’s a festival packed weekend, there’s no doubt about it and no, I’m not talking about the national ploughing mud with wellies championships in Co Kildare. The Kinsale Arts Week (Kaw) is getting its glittery ball rolling on Saturday night (conflict of interest confessional moment – I am on the bill, with my band 3epkano next weekend). On Saturday afternoon, you could take in the Dublin Guitar Quartet, who are tackling works by Gyorgy Ligeti, Arvo Part, Philip Glass and Leo Brouwer. There is a film screening of Bianconi in the Carmelite Friary, and Sunday is a street day with a host of free events. The visual-arts programme will also feature the likes of Frances Lambe, Anne Ffrench, Brian Harte and several group shows. Click here for more info before winging your way to Kinsale. Kaw, kaw, kaw!
TREAD CAREFULLY: I am very, very scared about this one. The Master and Margarita is my favourite book. I have spent several years forcing it on anyone who has had the misfortune to ask me for a recommendation, bumped into me on the street for a quick stop and chat, or been stuck in a lift with me for more than 30 seconds. Some time ago, I wrote this piece about the author, and I would quite happily write tens of thousands of words more. I have heard of theatrical productions of the book (one of which ran for 20-odd hours) but I have never seen one. Now, Blue Tokyo is grabbing this finest Russian bull by the horns. Lord help them, it better be brilliant. After all, when your cast contains Jesus, Pontius Pilate, the Devil, a giant cat and half of Moscow (not to mention the fact that many Russian theatrical types refused to go near the book because they thought it was cursed), what could possibly go wrong? Click here for more.
LISTEN: If you’ve still got some energy and you like your weekends to last a little longer, the NCH is letting jazz through its doors on Tuesday night. The John Field Room will be kicking to the sounds of the music of Duke Ellington, with some original compositions from the Cian Boylan Sextet, featuring Linley Hamilton, Brendan Doyle, Rob Geraghty, Dan Bodwell and Dominic Mullen. Click here for more finger-clicking info.
That’s our selection for the week, and here’s something a little different and a little familiar to set you off with a smile. Some time ago, I interviewed a singer-songwriter from Drogheda by the name of SJ McArdle who had just finished recording an album, Blood and Bones, in Nashville. He has finally released the blasted thing, and it’s really very good indeed, with the likes of Rodney Crowell and Richard Bennett dropping in unexpectedly on the tracks. Annie Lennox is there in spirit (if not in person) – here’s his cover of her track, Why. A bit of a show stopper, no?