Family History of the Colls and the History of Gweedore in West Donegal.
Blog about my painting of a Donegal beach. As soon as I saw this place I knew I wanted to paint it. The granite rocks, or rather boulders, were scattered along the beach and in the sea. They were a beautiful pinkish colour close up.
Paints represent a sort of non-verbal language for me. I actually find it hard to put into words how I feel about paints. I have a “feeling” in my stomach and I want to wave my hands about a bit to express those feelings. I don’t know if other artists are like this. I see colours in life and think of the paints I might use to represent them on the canvas. This blog is about a particular shade of blue.
We saw Mount Errigal when we flew in from Dublin, from the runway at the airport, from the beach at Carrickfinn, From Bunbeg beach, from the Rosses, from Gweedore.
Donegal is at the north-western corner of the Republic of Ireland. Facing out towards everything the Atlantic has to through at it. It is very big, very beautiful and very empty.