I have just got back from a trip to Dublin. There has been a lot of talk about the city’s fall from economic grace – indeed it certainly felt different to my last visit, three years ago, at the pinnacle of the upswing. However, despite the prevalence of plywood nailed over shop-fronts around the city centre and seemingly halted construction projects, the city’s galleries were open for business.

My first stop was to Mark Garry’s show ‘another place’ at Kerlin – his first with the gallery. He claims to have been planning this exhibition at the notoriously long, thin space for a couple of years now, and two of the pieces in the show – a half-spectrum of coloured threads bouncing from side to side of the gallery, and a string of beads that rose from a spiral on the floor to the high ceiling – made dramatic use of its dimensions. Garry seems to stretch formal concerns of material transformation and craftsmanship to devotional, even religious, extremes.

Almost next-door, Douglas Hyde Gallery was showing a selection of paintings by the young Dublin-based painter Ciaran Murphy. Although they seemed to subscribe to a familiar and fashionable style – modest-sized oil paintings in washed-out colours taken from an eclectic range of photographic sources – they are, nevertheless, at their best both endearing and unnerving. Animals, such as a herd of woolly mammoths, seem impossibly melancholy, while snatches of landscape are remote and elegiac.
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