Woodland drama
An account of how I broke my leg in the Gower woods near Ilston and how so many kind people helped me.
International Women’s Day: Some remarkable women of Swansea
Today is International Women’s Day. As I drove through Mumbles yesterday afternoon I was reminded of two remarkable Swansea women and I was pondered on why we like to focus on very unsual women, rather than remarkable ordinary women. It got me thinking about other notable women of…
The Road by the Loch, Ireland
A while back I came across a quote on the internet that has stuck in my mind:- “If I knew the world was to end tomorrow, I would still plant an apple tree today.” I was quite struck by this sentiment, especially in the light of current events.…
Down the lane, Arranmore, Ireland
Here I discuss the composition of a study and larger painting of an Irish Landscape painting of Arranmore Isand, Donegal.
The Art of the Large Landscape Painting
A blog about how a failed painting made me rethink the theories of composition in my painting of Donegal, Ireland.
Cottage in Roshin Acres, Ireland
I painted this small painting over a number of days, over Christmas. I would usually paint a picture like this in one day but the light kept going and I wasn’t very energetic so I decided not to rush it and wait until the next day. I think my patience was well-rewarded.
I have painted this house before, in a much larger painting. It’s interesting how the more distant view produces a cooler more airy painting.
Goodbye 2019 and Hello 2020!
A review of my most popular paintings of 2019 and a silly photo of me and Seamas.
The Burtonport Old Railway Walk, Ireland
A very short history of railways in Donegal and a series of paintings inspired by the beautiful Burtonport Old Railway Walk.
In the Glynn Vivian Open Exhibition
I have two paintings in this years’ Glynn Vivian Open Exhibition. I give a summary of the highlights of the opening show in swansea.
Over to Inishkeeragh, Ireland
The background to my painting of Inishkeeragh, a tiny Donegal island. I was curious about the feint outlines of ruined houses I could see either side of the restored summer house. I wondered about them and their families.
