The secret gallery’s blog

Tree at The Falls Hotel Ennistymon, photograph by Marianne Slevin

I’m off the computer for a week as an experiment. So I will reply to any comments when I plug in in a week. I am off to use ink and paper and wax now. Have a great week everyone!

Some dried rose petals from Valentine’s day floated between bubbles,

Along with a yellow toy duck.

She started to put the wet rose petals around it,

she said she was trying to turn the duck into a rose.

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Their first journey to the Green Road at Fanore,

It’s guardian a piebald cob with a green horse beard.

We walked along a perfect natural carpet edged with rocks.

Then to the fields, he took my hand,

to meet the enormous robots made from mighty stones.

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Two Motherhood poems by Marianne Slevin

Standing on the earth I see,

That you are quite the same as me,

We are both like leaves from an apple tree,

I think I am I, but I don’t even exist

surely I am, without the I added in

I look at you, as if you are you through and through

but we are all made from the same sodding goo!

Oh no that’s not right cause it’s  not goo at all

it’s something that’s no thing at all!

Now I am no wiser I have just down sized me

to a ant that is beside me,

Then I realize there is no separation at all!

For I am as large as the planet which is still rather small

And I am not sure if my cousin is the moon!

Poem by Marianne Slevin

“Maroon marker finds little maroon marker lid”                     Marianne Slevin 2010

It is funny the things one notices when tidying up the house. Something that I notice quite often is that similar things seem to be draw together. Just after I started writing this a recovery man came to fix or tow away our car, our car is a Lada Niva from Russia, the man is from Moscow and owns lots of Lada Nivas! He even offered to buy it he loves Ladas! I am intrigued by these more obvious snippets of organisation that are happening secretly around us all the time. It is quite entertaining the way the universe works sometimes. Maroon marker finds little maroon marker lid.

A while ago, I noticed some delicate art that had been given to me by a friend, assembled itself onto of the envelope addressed to the same friend. How did it end up there. I would like to have filmed all of the staged and what happened on its journey to get there. Why does to same not apply to sock, I ask myself?! Does the universe have a slightly wicked sense of humor?!

These are three of my resent pieces, they are paintings that have grow out of drawings or even doodles; just seeing what will come out when I let go of control. I am really enjoying using the pigments that James gave me, it is such a different experience to squeezing paint out of a tube.

Salmon run 1 Mixed Media on Canvas Marianne Slevin 2009

Salmon run 2 Mixed Media on Canvas Marianne Slevin 2009

Please excuse the shine!

Into Existence Mixed Media on Paper Marianne Slevin 2009