Belfast artist Markey stopped at the Oriel Gallery to ask for directions to the American embassy because he was planning to emigrate. Instead, he ended up moving in upstairs, and leaving his mark on the place.
Expect original theatre, visual arts, music, comedy, and dance from The Complex, an arts centre soon to open in Dublin’s north-west inner city. They plan to be around a while.
Open Night Cinema isn’t like Jurassic World at the Omniplex. There are 360-degree screens, actors and people playing projectors like DJs play turntables.
I sat down to read The Mark and the Void with evil glee, twirling my writerly moustache with one hand and my blue pencil with the other. I had the first paragraph worked out before I’d even read the book.
Every six years, Les Parapluies by Auguste Renoir is traded between Dublin and London. Why? It all dates back to 1915, and the sinking of the Lusitania.
On display at the Chester Beatty Library after years of restoration, the Tale of Oeyama scrolls offer grisly colourful paintings and delicate calligraphy.
