It's a battle at times to get out of bed in the morning, when I'm still yawning and though I don't have to do it while still dark it's still cold. The stillness and silence on a crisp misty morning is magical and melancholy.
It's the perfect time to brood on what one's done this year and live in hopeful fear that next year you'll break free from the monotony of unexplored life.
I love the quiet and the comfort of fire. The evening games and spark of desire as we perspire and conspire together to create a community.
I'll laugh and smile with ladies looking for the cold comfort of a shuttle cock beaten to death by a racket:
our feathery or plastic friend depending on the level of competition.
I'm in it for the fun and the company of friends and false foes on the cold battle field we call a gym
Barnacarroll being the community. Badminton the performance
The festivals are flowing thick and fast. Feile Na Tuatha is just over and ours is less than a month away.
The scarecrow festival run by the men's shed Claremorris is also coming up. We were promoting it yesterday and boy did those kids scare me! They nearly pulled me a part but twas all part of the fun of feile na tuatha.
more to come.
Summer is festival season so we’ve no reason to be sitting at home stuck on front of a screen and yet here I am once again on my own staring at my words staring back at me.
We’ve worked as part of the technical team at the most intimate and friendly festival in Italy Il Giardino delle Esperidi and then on to Avignon. So we’ve seen the intimate and chaotic up close. Rubbed shoulders with the stars and seen how things come together behind the scenes and believe you me theatre is an artistic journey not to be taken lightly. The labour that goes into the leisure industry: the crews, the technology, the time and money makes me wonder if theatre the most spiritual of artistic practice hasn’t been tainted by materiality and monetary concerns.
I've often felt like I've a mission in life and I guess it comes down to sharing my vision. We all have dreams and visions or imagine ourselves playing various roles upon planet Earth but for me much of what I do is related to when I'll be six feet beneath the dirt or ashes in an urn or blown by the wind out to sea. There are many ways of imagining where my final resting place will be but perhaps what I'm looking for in life is a form of immortality or at least to be fondly remembered by friends and family and my community.
I feel like I've reached a stage in life where I feel free from the burden of my ego and the pressure of society and have achieved some understanding of me. Enough at least to be able to do something I believe in and am willing to commit my time and energy freely.
It's a releif to be able to work and play at the same time without having to prove anything to anybody and just enjoy the process.