Sunday, July 25, 2010

Hyperbolic Crochet Reef

As I am getting supplies together to learn to crochet an amazing exhibition I saw recently comes to my mind. The venue was the Science Gallery on the Pearse Street entrance to the TCD. Unfortunately, as it usually happens, I didn't have a camera with me so these were taken with a phone camera.

The target was to draw attention of the public to the fate of the coral reefs. At the centre of the exhibition, the Toxic Reef made entirely from plastic waste serves as a reminder of how 10 per cent of plastic waste ends up in the ocean. Scientists now believe that it is entirely possible that there will be no coral reefs left by the end of this century. The plastic debris in the ocean is also killing an estimated 100,000 marine mammals and one million seabirds every year. Close inspection of the Toxic Reef reveals sea anemones made from shopping bags, a forest of kelp made from discarded video tapes, jellyfish made from plastic bin liners and an entire section made from the blue plastic wrappers of the New York Times...

On the articstic and creative side of things, the crocheted pieces were simply amazing. Many people from all over the world came together to produce the exhibits. The students of Trinity College manning the exhibition at the time we visited it all had crochet hooks and a ball of yarn in their pocket, teaching each other crocheting techniques.


More photos and information here

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

I finally took a picture of this house in Dun Laoghaire (County Dublin). The first time I saw it my first move was to rub my eyes, I could not believe it. In this quiet narrow road of small terraced houses there grew something completely different! Do the Planning Authority know about this:)

Thursday, July 8, 2010

On Bea McMahon's "Lace"


There are recollections (of objects/events) that for that reason or another leave profound and lasting impressions on us and that we keep coming back to. A couple of years ago I came across a brochure of an exhibition by an Irish artist Bea McMahon entitled "Lace". I put it away and couldn't find it ever since. I couldn't remember the name of the artist so couldn't find anything on the Internet. The fact that there is barely any information on Ms. McMahon on the net didn't help. Yesterday the brochure literally fell out of one of the presses, and I couldn't be happier. The exhibition was entitled Lace, Ms. McMahon was commissioned by the Dublin Docklands Development to produce images of the Docklands area. Amazingly I couldn't find any images of her works online, so had to scan the brochure. The brochure says "...the material of stitch/thread is an interesting juxtaposition to the harder materials of the construction industry. This juxtaposition is what makes these works on paper exceptionally beautiful and apparently delicate yet they posses all the formality and precision of design drawings." To me the precision of the stitched lines reminds relentless work of a cardiac monitor producing a reflection of heartbeat.



Also it reminds me of music by Bjork.

Monday, July 5, 2010

...These warm sunny days I am spending with my daughter and particularly our meals outside in our little garden with fresh homegrown herbs and berries at hand reminded me  of the summer holidays I used to spend in the country, and one particular memory keeps returning to me - that of a besedka (беседка) or gazebo that my next door neighbours had in their garden. It was nothing like a western gazebo. It was typically Russian, an old wooden one, not too small and not too big, painted white, it just had a seat all around, a circular table in the middle and a roof supported by simple posts. It is all one needs in the summer when there is simply no reason to stay indoors - shade and shelter. It is good for having a meal, an afternoon tea, a cup of freshly picked wild strawberries, for having a nap at. What a beautiful memory and what an indispensableinvention for alfresco living. Here are some photos of gazebos I like even though some are taken in winter! This one looks like it is from a fairy-tale, so I couldnt help including it! 

This one looks more  like the one my neighbours had, although taken in early spring: IMG_6609 Besedka (беседка) near Ekaterininsky Park

And here is one more, I find it very appealing because it is inhabited!


Some day I may bea lucky owner of a small wooden besedka. And when I do I will have to crochet a rag rug like my grandmother did, with a texture like this: