As the saying goes, "I've been up and down like a bride's nightie" (to the south of Ireland) just lately. It would appear that the people in the south of this beautiful isle are liking the artistic path that I tread.
Firstly, Dubh, the show that took me to New York's 5th Avenue last October, has come home to roost at the Oliver Sears Gallery in Dublin.
The setting is great: a gentrified house hosting beautiful black objects. Sadly, the Steinway piano didn't travel back with my piece, but curator Brian Kennedy placed my installation to echo the sweeping lines of Vladimir Kagan's chair. An honour to be side by side with a piece from such a respected designer.
The show is on until the 15th March. Go knock the huge door and see some finely crafted pieces from US and Irish creatives.
Secondly, my foray to Dublin on the 1st March will see me sitting on the ethics comittee for Trust Me, I'm an Artist.
I have the honour of being one of the panel deciding the fate of Anna Dumitriu's pitch to build a lab in a gallery. The debate will be filmed before a live audience at the Science Gallery, Trinity. Tickets are free but must be booked in advance. Event 6pm-8pm.
Then thirdly, just a few days later, on the 7th March, FOOD FIGHT hits town. I'm really looking forward to this one (as for once I'm just a spectator).
My fabulous husband, MyTarPit, will be livepainting and exhibiting his new body of work, Cereal Killers.
There is a fourthly and a fifthly, but I'm going to save them for my next blog because the organisers are still, well, organising them. But rest assured, my little sculptor's fingers are busy, busy, busy.
'Til next time.....