Last night saw the opening of the Pan Celtic Festival in Carlow, Ireland. It's the first time Carlow has hosted this event, which has been going for 41 years already.
The opening was held at The VISUAL, our fabulous Arts Centre here in Carlow where my sister, Jacquie, and I volunteer when we can. For me, discovering the VISUAL has been a source of endless joy and excitement. We've been to plays, movies and spent hours poring over the marvelous exhibition on there at the moment.
When we arrived for the volunteer briefing last night, we didn't realise that the President of Ireland, Michael D. Higgins, would be opening it so we were really thrilled to know he'd be there as he's a great supporter of the arts and a proponent of the Irish language. Indeed, we heard all the Celtic languages spoken there last night.
|The President flashes past me!|
Our job was to make sure things went smoothly once the crowds started to arrive, partly because the President was coming and partly because of the art work in the main gallery. There were large screens erected around the building so that people who did not have tickets to the main opening event in the George Bernard Shaw Theatre (also in the VISUAL building), could see the events unfold.
The show started outside with dancers from Ireland and Brittany as well as a group of musicians form the Isle of Man and some pipers mixed in for good measure. We had to man our posts so weren't able to see all that much but we could tell people were having a great time and we were really grateful that the rain held off.
When I got back to the Gallery, I saw that about 10 people were sitting on one of the big stone artworks and I had to, unfortunately, tell them they couldn't sit there as it might collapse and do them an injury. There were people from all over milling about and by far the most beautiful were the dancers from Brittany in their demure laces caps and black velvet, embroidered dresses with gold chains hanging from the front. My phone ran out of battery so I was not able to take photos of some of them twirling about amongst Eileen McDonough's remarkable 'Cathedral' exhibit - giant trees made from papier maché, reaching their arms to the sky. It's my only regret of the night.
|'Cathedral' by Eileen McDonough|
Carlow will now be the centre of countless sessions of music, story telling, dancing and the Food Festival on the weekend. We're so excited to have been part of this and to see and hear so much talent.
It makes me more and more happy that I ended up in Carlow, which seems to be the hub of so much art and culture. How lucky are we?