


My work focuses on place in the landscape; how memories and the environment shape us. My paintings are autobiographical. I paint the landscapes I live/have lived in. I like to understand these locations in their historical context. These include landscapes of Donegal, Ireland and Wales: South Wales (including Gower) and Mid Wales. Free Global Shipping on original Paintings.
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Acrylic Gouache on Board 36cmx28cm Patterned Fields, Rossbeg. Tormore is in the distance. Matt varnish has been used to protect the painting from UV damage. The Panel edges are painted white. This work can be hung on the wall without the need for a frame.

I have tried several times this year to write more about developments in AI (and Art) but I keep giving up because I keep getting sucked down “rabbit holes” and I find it hard to see the wood for the trees. OK here goes – I dislike and distrust AI. It’s overhyped. The visual stuff looks horrible. It’s dangerous. Unregulated it is going to cause a lot of damage in our societies/brains/education/communities/environment.

Dunree is a fascinating place set in a stunning location on a fjord. Dun Fhraoigh in Irish means, “Fort of the Heather” – it has been a fort at dunree for thousands of years, since the Bronze age (over 4000 years ago). When you see the chunk of rock that the “modern” day fort (well Napoleonic era) for has been built on, you understand why.

I love the blanket bog – it covers vast area of the landscape. On an overcast day it has an exhilerating bleakness. On a sunny day, it hints at what a prehistoric Ireland might have looked like (plus a few wolves and lots of red deer). There are few, if any, paths through the bogland. If you venture on the land in summer it is springy underfoot. Most of it is drained with ditches along the road and narrow bog roads leading to “nowhere”.
