Swan Lake (finished)

I’m happy to finally lay the pastels down on this painting of the swans at Lough Neagh. It’s been challenging to paint but i just find the light so mesmerising and the swans so dramatic against the evening sky. It’s also been a bit of a learning curve – working towards what o thought wasContinue reading “Swan Lake (finished)”

Standing on the shoulders of giants

Growing up in Northern Ireland, one of the first things that you learn in school and in life is that there’s more to this world than meets the eye. Ladies and gentlemen, there’s enchantment all around – the landscape has been etched by fairies and folklore (don’t cut down a hawthorn tree or the fairiesContinue reading “Standing on the shoulders of giants”

New framed original paintings available

If there is anything I love more than seeing my paintings come to life, it’s seeing how they are transformed by a really skilled framer. So I was really so excited to go collect these two newly-framed paintings as my Friday treat last week. I use a local framer in a nearby town who worksContinue reading “New framed original paintings available”

Wading in…

I feel like a naughty school child waiting outside the principal’s office to give an account of myself. It’s been at least 6 weeks where painting sadly has been abandoned whilst I have focused on transforming the bottom of my garden from jungle to fairy-lit patio. I’m so pleased with the results, but now it’sContinue reading “Wading in…”

Paint what you love

I’m very excited to be about to start a new themed series of paintings of local #seabirds for a client. I’ve just finished an architectural commission of an old family home which i know has meant so much and brings so many memories back for that client. Seeing how my paintings impact on clients reallyContinue reading “Paint what you love”

From all endings come new beginnings…

A few weeks ago I posted about the turn of the seasons. Our latest lockdown (still in place) had just started, with restrictions on socialising indoors as well as the closure of caf├ęs and bars. Compounding this was the looming end of British summertime, when the clocks fall back by an hour, ushering in longContinue reading “From all endings come new beginnings…”