This part of my walk sees me breaking all my rules. But that’s OK. The thinking goes, if you are paralyzed by anxiety and a fear of failure: “Just do it, badly.” So I did it badly today but I did it.
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.
This is a footnote to Sunday’s post about “A Donegal year”.
A review of some of my paintings of the landscape of beautiful Donegal Ireland from 2018-2019.
Here’s a footnote to Sunday’s post about waiting for gaps in the clouds. The sun was peeping over the top of the three peaks, illuminating the edges beautifully. I particularly liked the way the sea and the river, Pennard Pill, merge here. It’s not clear where saltwater and…