• The Heart of a Town

    A town has a heartbeat, just like a person. We forget that. Towns, like bodies, can grow tired, scared, or quiet. They can grieve. They can lose their pulse if not tended to. In Ireland, many towns once thriving now move more slowly. Shops have closed, meeting places stand empty, and there is a sense…

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  • Fragments of a daydreamer

    On Daydreaming and sitting at tables Truth-The pursuit of it, or whatever that means. I’m still transfixed by it, still deep in projects exploring truth, stories, and memory. So here I am again, musing over old memories and daydreaming about what it’s all really about- nothing new then? Every Wednesday now, I sit down with…

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  • Memory and the Shape of Truth

    Still – a working painting in progress- Carrie Creamer Still here thinking about memory!—its fluidity, its layers, and its ability to carry both the beauty and the burden and pain of life. I do wonder sometimes though if maybe the stories we tell ourselves and others are never fixed; they shift within all of us…

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  • Stories of people

    Stories of people

    As part of a project led by Leitrim Libraries around “Griefs Broken Brow” I have been leading a project called “A Cabinet of Curiosities” with two local schools. As part of my visit to Mohill National School, I met a group of 6th class students. The project was designed to spark curiosity, creativity, and a sense…

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  • Starting Secondary School: Navigating Second Year, Being Yourself, and Building Community Through Kindness

    As the end of summer ushers us into the start of a new school year, many of us are feeling that familiar mix of excitement and nerves—especially those returning for their second year of secondary school. For many young people, this can be a year of trying to figure out where you fit in, who…

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  • Objects of my affection

    Objects of my affection

    In my living room, I have an old printing press drawer hanging on the wall. The tiny box shelves are damaged with dents and some veiled in cobwebs. I keep an assortment of things on each shelf; a tiny baby toy from a Wendy house; a selection of passport photos from different people; a windup…

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  • Adventures in Mohill

    In September I will be working in Mohill, County Leitrim with the Active Age group. I was put in touch with them a few months ago just before they submitted their Creative Communities application. https://www.creativeireland.gov.ie/en/creative-communities/ The Creative Ireland page states;  “Harnessing the creative potential of our people and communities is a cornerstone of the Creative…

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  • New Beginnings

    New beginnings/transitions by the door/landmark moments It has begun. The planning and shaping of a routine. The passing of a new season, a new start, a new beginning. Photos by the door, copy books, pencils, a new pencil case and a brand new school bag.  The first day of school. Early to bed and early…

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  • My darling girl

    In search of a sense of place A story of difference. A child, unsure and shy of herself. She covers her face in moments of pride, embarrassment and uncertainty. I see so much of myself in her, yet there is something new about this girl. It is said that the act of care influences behaviours,…

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  • St Mogues day of care

    In Templeport, Bawnboy, County Cavan sits an Island called St Mogues. A dedication to care. This has been a Labour of love and a dedication to care. I’ve been visiting St Mogues Island for a while, documenting and collecting history and stories My first two visits couldn’t have been more different. The first day I…

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  • B12 and memory

    B12 and memory

    I began writing this Blog Chapter in the early part of 2021. It became lost in a sea of activity and memory. I have updated it, cut it, pasted parts of it and deleted a lot of it. A lot like my new home and my memory. Here it is in its true form with…

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  • Voice and care is a large part of this work. Giving space to the unheard, forgotten, lost people and communities. Community is fundamental to all of us as well as the rituals and care that they operate in. It supports memory and connection. Here I talk about Ellie, my great Aunt. Ellie, like many unmarried…

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