Graphic Studio Dublin

Graphic Studio Dublin & Graphic Studio Gallery were established to provide studios, promote printmaking and to exhibit and sell fine art prints. We showcase the best Fine Art prints in Ireland. Don't hesitate to contact us at: [email protected]

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The Boathouse III, etching and aquatint by Aoife Scott 

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Graphic Studio Gallery is pleased to launch our annual summer exhibition, showcasing new framed work from studio members and gallery artists. A diverse range of printmaking techniques can be seen including etching, linocut, drypoint, carborundum, lithography and mezzotint.

‘Summer Ensemble’ features over 50 works and is running between 7 July - 5 September. 

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via My Modern Met © All images courtesy the artist

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"The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails..." - James Joyce

Our Poetic Prints exhibition ends this Saturday June 27th - pop by and get lost in works inspired by the words of some of Ireland's finest writers.

Irish writers series of etchings and aquatints by Niall Naessens: George Bernard Shaw, James Joyce, Samuel Beckett, Oscar Wilde, W.B Yeats

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‘Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light; I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.’ - W.B Yeats (Yeats2015) Image: W.B Yeats as a Young Man, etching by Jack Coughlin

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‘I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out, I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout. When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire a-flame, But something rustled on the floor, And someone called me by my name: It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossom in her hair Who called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air. Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.’ - W.B Yeats (Yeats2015) Image: White Moths Were on the Wing - From the Song of Wandering Aonghus, etching and aquatint by Cliona Doyle

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‘Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.’ - W.B Yeats (Yeats2015) Image: Little Snow White Feet, etching and aquatint by Caroline Donohue 

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‘WHERE dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water-rats; There we've hid our faery vats, Full of berries And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. 

Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim grey sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances, Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. 

Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen-Car,. In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star, We seek for slumbering trout And whispering in their ears Give them unquiet dreams; Leaning softly out From ferns that drop their tears Over the young streams. Come away, O human child! To to waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For to world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Away with us he's going, The solemn-eyed: He'll hear no more the lowing Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob Sing peace into his breast, Or see the brown mice bob Round and round the oatmeal-chest. For be comes, the human child, To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, from a world more full of weeping than you can understand.’

Image: The Stolen Child, etching by Susan Early

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Glencar, etching and aquatint by Stephen Lawlor. 

'Come away, O Human Child'... and pay a visit to Graphic Studio Gallery during June 4th - 27th, when we will be hosting a literary-themed show with 'Poetic Prints' inspired by the works of W. B. Yeats, James Joyce, Seamus Heaney, Oscar Wilde and more... These works weave together our nation's visual abundance and rich literary heritage in time for Bloomsday and Yeats2015, celebrating 150 years since the birth of one of Ireland's greatest poets. 

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“A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him up for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.” - W.B Yeats

Image: A Man Young & Old: lll The Mermaid, etching by Pamela Leonard

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Pecking through some of our VA prints this morning - 'Crow' by Gwen O'Dowd got us squawking! #graphicstudiogallery #printmaking #print #crow #GwenODowd #bird #beak #birdbrained (at Graphic Studio Gallery)

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Yoko Akino’s linocut prints from May Quartet 

1. Once upon a time

2. Great-grandfather’s armchair 

3. Master of the House 

4. Listen to the wind 

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Sneak peak at some new work on show at our latest exhibition - May Quartet opening the 7th May #graphicstudiogallery

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Wishing the rain away with this cool and contemporary scene from Colin Martin!! #graphicstudiogallery

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Loving the new Dublin Gallery Map in beautiful blue...pick up your copy from the gallery today!!! #dublingallerymap @dubgallerymap

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Monday blues? Brighten up your day with this etching & gold leaf print by Jean Bardon entitled The Garden of Perfect Splendour, Paeonies!!! #jeanbardonprintmaker