A blog about the rescent gorse fires in West Donegal. The rise in the number of gorse fires may have more to do changes in farming practices than climate change. Yet one solution to the gorse fires could actually help with climate change.
This blog is about my recent trip to Donegal in the North of Ireland. The country has changed a lot since I first visited it in the early 1990s. The impression you get driving across the South-Western countries and the Midlands is of a, modern, confident, prosperous and growing country.
I will be in Ireland for the rest of the month. Please be aware that any artwork purchased after 25th March will only be shipped after 12th April.
My painting of Bunbeg, Donegal. I liked the reflections of the clouds in the shallows, I thought it made for a dramatic composition. I thought the rain clouds also gave a better sense of the mercurial nature of weather of Donegal.
Along the diverse coast of The Rosses there are many small island very close to shore. One of them is Fall Island, which can be reached by foot when the tide is low. There is only one single house on the 300 metres long island.
I have had an ambivalent relationship with painting clouds. My approach to painting clouds has been transformed by looking at and painting Irish skies.
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.
The Rosses is a region in the west of County Donegal, Ireland. The name comes from “Ros”, the Irish word for headland. It’s a barren but beautiful landscape, studded with a myriad of lakes and inlets of the sea.
We visit Falcarragh, eat a lot of food and then visit Dunfanaghy and Horn Head. The views in all directions are stunning.
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.
David Fry
My painting of the island of Inishbofin, off the coast of Donegal, Ireland. I get very attached to my Donegal island paintings. I’m not sure why. Maybe its because I get such pleasure at looking at those unmodernized houses. I like the length of the image too. Perhaps it because, so far, I have looked across the sea at them and had to reconstruct the landscape with care.
It was a long walk to the lighthouse at Whiteford Point on the northern tip of the Gower Peninsula. The last time I walked here, I just looked at the lighthouse from the beach. This time I wanted to get up close. We had left it late and the tide…
A painting of a stall at Stroud market covered in colourful bottles. The sunshine has illumated the bottles and the sneezing stallholder.
This is a painting of one of the small dogs spotted at Stroud market a fortnight (2 weeks) ago. This tiny girl was waiting for her people to stop talking so she could carry on leading the way forward.
