Kerlin Gallery is tucked away in a quiet laneway just off South Anne Street. I discovered it almost by accident one afternoon as I was wandering around the city centre.
I read the words ‘Kerlin Gallery’ on the gold embossed sign, fastened to an impressively large wooden door. Intrigued, I pushed open the door, not knowing quite what to expect. What I found inside were a couple of steep staircases, leading up to a large atrium, with a massive shark staring down at me! Thankfully, this ferocious fish was not real and was safely suspended from the ceiling.
I christened him ‘Jaws‘ (imaginative, I know), as I surveyed the the high ceilinged room. This was part of an exhibition by Dorothy Cross, which also included footage and photos of her travels on the Aran Islands, where she chronicled her first time encounter with a geological oddity named ‘Poll na bPéist’ or ‘The Wormhole’, a perfect rectangular pool of Atlantic seawater ripe for cliff diving, tombstoning or indeed plain old fashioned swimming, if that floats your boat.
I’ve returned several times since, and each time I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the variety of installations/exhibitions on show. The last time I visited, what greeted me was a veritable smörgåsbord of colour, covering the floorspace. I stood there in awe, allowing my eyes to absorb the full majesty of the room. This installation was the aptly titled ‘Mop’ by Sam Keogh, as a mop (or ten) is exactly what they’re going to need to wash the floor clean for the next show.