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Two works more or less finished just not on the website yet.

Untitled, 2018 - 2021:  Oil on Linen, dry pastel on Japanese paper marouflé  on the linen, collage of seaweed, and gauze stitched on the linen.

After two years struggling with this big (200 by 244cms) painting it is finally at a stage where I can let it be seen. struggle is not over though...

Third stage in the making of mosaic being made for a lavatory floor in Paris mosaic composed of hand cut stone -marble,granite, amethyst,green crystal,rose quartz and onyx.

Next stage grouting and polishing. See earlier stages: (1) & (2)

The 'Works' section of the website is finally updated to display larger images - click on the thumbnails to see the larger work + dates/dimensions etc.

Also there'll be a small 'Drawings' section appearing this week. I'll post again when it is up.

Happy New Year

May 12th - June 7th Opening Hours: Tuesday - Saturday 12pm-4pm Closed Sunday and Monday

Ennistymon Courthouse Gallery, Co. Clare, Ireland.

Location: Google Maps

continuing with the method of using layers,memories, and textures

for the last month I have been using an old photo of my parents wedding outside the church in Caherciveen  1935 or 1936 

yesterday while looking at photography websites I found Mairead Keating's image in the same spot 76 years later

The dentists house has been knocked and rebuilt without chimneys

From March, when I came back from my exhibition in Paris, until about September, I found it was an enormous struggle to get back to work.

The usual post- exhibition blues (feeling you have painted yourself out, or that all your feelings/emotions have been expressed and dealt with as well as you could deal with them. knowing but not really believing, that because life goes on,you will continue to feel and be compelled to deal with these feelings)  were more extreme this time.

I spent the Summer saving turf, digging in my vegetable plot and swimming less than usual.

The bog--- the clarity of it, the other worldliness,the space, the peace-the image of the white plastic bags of turf arranged over the bog like little medieval armies or creatures climbing over the hill.

All this seems to be inserting itself into my work now.

Shows once again that the fallow time which is so agonizing is never lost.

An exhibition approaches.

Pauline Turmel and myself are putting together a show for exhibition in the Centre Cultural Irlandais at the beginning of the new year.