Without meaning to sound like a Grinch, Christmas always seems to be a time when everything is pulled out of you, from you. A time of peace? I don’t think so. More like a time of frantic cramming as the end of the year looms; the need for ending cleanly, everything done, tidied away so […]

So where do we go from here now that 2010 looks like its going to be one of the toughest years in recent times? In the art sector there seems to be relief. Cuts weren’t as bad as people feared and The National Campaign For The Arts is taking credit for it. Fair enough I say, take the credit […]

 
Ideas simultaneously tire and rejuvenate me. I feel like a coiled spring. The tension wears the body down but the inevitable release of energy that gives birth to a dream, idea, thought, action keeps my soul bright, light and alive
But how do I continue? How many years can I go on, keep it all going […]

 
So it’s over. Our events are done. At last. Ten this year which isn’t bad for a DIY arts resource that’s online just over a year. I feel alot was accomplished during the events of the 26th and 27th November. Many elements came together; mutant performers from all over Ireland, designers, volunteers at the door, printers, hotel, venue […]

Only a week and a bit to go before the mutantspace.ie events…getting a wee bit nervous. Always do. How many people are going to turn up? Is anyone going to turn up? It’s especially difficult when you’re hosting events in a large venue like the Savoy Theatre. In june our events were deliberately held in small venues across […]

 
Having your car burnt out is always a good way to start the day. They didn’t even nick anything. Just burnt it. For the craic. Mindlessness is a very difficult concept to deal with; expending energy on the negation of everything for no other reason than it’ll fuck somebody up, ruin someones day. In this case my wife, […]

 
Along a road that ran from many paths he stood. Then bent down and drew a line. A mark was made.
As with all marks it held within its stroke the entire history of its maker, the experience and story of his life and the generations of life that preceded him. That single mark – expression; […]

 
Losing the plot. Altruism over self – interest is always a hard battle. I find it hard to stay composed especially with little sleep and a growing hunger. A hunger for new opportunities, new methods, ideas, to create a more sustainable economy, a creative economy – an impossibility. Probably.  Oh nothing so grand as a […]

 
Things are now unsure. Edgy. Biting fingernails to the quick. What’s to come next besides shoulder pads and ‘the good old days’. People will always try to pull you down, the poppy will always be cut and the curtains will always be twitching for gossip, beady eyes looking to stare you into Balor stone. Petrified. […]

Slow down. Slow down.
Stop the blood coursing at an amphetamine speed. Crashing is inevitable it’s just a question of when and how long it can be held off, at bay. I need other elements to engulf and dissuade me from emptying myself all over the place, through a bottle and down the gutter. Maybe television […]