Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Day 46: Trading Shopping Bags for Culture

 

After yet another day of meandering through shops—this time in Tullamore—I decided it was about time I did something a little more enriching with my afternoon. As I passed the Esker Arts Centre, a poster advertising two exhibitions caught my eye. On a whim, I decided it was time for a cultural intervention.

As One Leans into Another – Naomi Draper

First up was As One Leans into Another by Naomi Draper. I cautiously navigated the floor installations, genuinely afraid I'd step on something delicate and undo hours of the artist's work.

At first, I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking at. A diverse mix of materials and objects filled the space—some cast or moulded, others found or gifted. But once I read the brochure, things started to make more sense. My favourite pieces were the fruits and flowers. Draper had cast their internal cavities to “give form to the invisible spaces inside them.” (Nope, I didn’t come up with that myself, but I’m glad someone did because it made me love the work even more.)

I've no idea why these took my attention but they did.

velvet and cotton folding package on tray with mushroom coral on jesmonite pillow 


four envelopes with butterfly specimens













     Dandelion Cordage

Marked Lands – David Fox

Next, I wandered into Marked Lands by David Fox. His oil paintings juxtapose the energy of urban graffiti with the stillness of rural Ireland’s built structures. (Yes, that’s another borrowed line from the brochure—but an accurate one!)

What struck me most was how much my opinion shifted. I’d always dismissed graffiti as scribbles on walls ruining perfectly good stonework. But walking through this exhibition made me stop, look again, and realise that graffiti can be a genuine, dynamic art form. So much so, I looped back and viewed the entire exhibition a second time.





















The Bottle Banks - This was my favourite and I wish I could have afforded it.


In the end, it was an afternoon well spent. I may not be a creative myself, but I certainly know how to appreciate the work of those who are. And with free admission, I managed to experience something meaningful and save myself a fortune by staying out of the shops.

Culture and savings? That’s what I call a win-win.

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