In the beginning, there was Carrick, quietly huddled onto the majestic river Shannon, which was the olden day when it was almost impossible to get a decent cuppa in town. Then, there was The Dock, a magnificent centre for the arts emerging within the shell of the town’s former courthouse. And there am I, never a local, but never a stranger, my father has not worked the Irish land, but here it is where my daughter will get her first kiss and my sons play hide and seek in the field as if it always has been their own. Remember those summers 1995, ’96, with a full blazing sun for weeks on end? That was when this country became my home, it seems a lifetime away, and today I endure the rain like all of us…

Only few may not have heard the stories of those antarctic explorers around the beginning of last century, and Tom Crean amongst these pioneers has found his niche in history, definitely in our hearts, in a handful but too few mesmerizing books. I personally devoured those books in the last decade, and let me tell you, once you start looking into the lives of those men, there is no stopping, no going back at all. A tale of hardship worth telling and whenever fellow men knew desperation, it was definitely known at those expeditions. These stories that make you weep from the sheer agony and loneliness of those travels, as well as reveling awe at what the human soul is capable of, and what acts of kindness are possible in the face of  imminent death.

Hi folks, passing on some useful infos in my humble Dock Blogger function, check out upcoming workshops, this might be just right for you… Your D B

Of course I have to steal the official lines of Andrew Horgan, Carrick on Shannon, a girl can’t know all the official football dealings at any given time, so I hope this clears it up for you!

Upcoming  Exhibition, EMERGING ARTISTS, curated by our very own Alice Lyons.