Carrying the Songs
Delighted to share my painting, 'Notes from the Shore', selected for inclusion in Hamilton Gallery’s touring exhibition ‘Carrying the Songs’.
The exhibition launch at Pulchri Studio, The Hague, runs from 4th –26th July.
The opening reception will be addressed by Ireland’s Ambassador to the Netherlands, Dr Ann Derwin, poet Moya Cannon, author of Carrying The Songs and the Director of Pulchri Studio.
The exhibition is themed on Carrying the Songs a poem by Irish poet Moya Cannon. The poem is a prescient meditation on how music and song can be one of very few things people bring with them when forced from their homes, or to abandon their native country.
Hamilton Gallery has curated several exhibitions in association with Irish Embassies abroad in recent years, involving hundreds of artists. Previous exhibitions, themed on the lives and work of writers Leland Bardwell, Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin and Eva Gore-Booth have been shown in London, Beijing, Dublin, Berlin and New York. The Gallery curated the exhibition Europe in the Heart of Ireland, featuring work by 100 Irish artists, which launched the Europa Gallery at the new EU Commission Building in Dublin in November 2024. Bloodroot, a Lá Fhéile Bríde exhibition in February 2025, curated by Hamilton Gallery in partnership with The Embassy of Ireland, The Netherlands, featured new paintings by 125 Irish women artists was shown at Pulchri Studios in February 2025.
Carrying the Songs by Moya Cannon
For Triona and Mairéad Ni Dhomhnaill
Those in power write the history, those who suffer write the songs - Frank Harte
It was always those with little else to carry who carried the songs
to Babylon,
to the Mississippi -
some of these last possessed less than nothing
did not own their own bodies
yet, three centuries later,
deep rhythms from Africa,
stowed in their hearts, their bones,
carry the world's songs.
For those who left my county,
girls from Downings and the Rosses
who followed herring boats north to Shetland
gutting the sea's silver as they went
or boys from Ranafast who took the Derry boat,
who slept over a rope in a bothy,
songs were their souls' currency
the pure metal of their hearts,
to be exchanged for other gold,
other songs which rang out true and bright
when flung down
upon the deal boards of their days.