Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Friday, 25 November 2011
Quietly Novembering
Quiet colors outside- soft greys and browns and subdued greens. Here and there tints of gold leaves twirling down like yellow paper snowflakes, patterning the dark path underfoot. The trees are quiet too, with their arms folded and eyes closed. Quiet colours inside too, like candlelight.
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Bits and Pieces
Some of my illustrations that were in an exhibition of Children's Illustration in lovely Limavady.
There were 4 other illustrators, Sheena Dempsey, Killian Dunne,
Ciara Healy and Shona Macdonald with work in it and it was amazing and inspiring to see other artists' work. The pieces were all hung low - just at the right height for children to see!
http://www.roevalleyarts.com/rv_events/once-upon-a-time-2/
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Sycamore Tryst
The Sycamore leaves. Always whispering, always sighing. Sometimes lively, sometimes softly. If she listens with her soul ears more than her bodily ears, they share their secrets.
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
August, a month with two seasons in it.
The air is cooler and fresher. The sometimes golden sun still echoes Summer but it hangs lower in the sky making the shadows reach further. The big, old oak and sycamore trees cast long shapes across the windy grass. Their leaves are hinting, tinting yellow, red and brown. The swallows are gathering and preparing for their long journey. Gentle reminders of Autumn.
Labels:
August,
Autumn,
grass,
month,
oak,
reminders,
seasons,
Summer,
swallows,
sycamores,
trees,
watercolours
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time in a little town faraway at the tippy top of Ireland was an exhibition...some of my little illustrations will be shown there from 6th August until 30th September.
PS. you are very welcome to come.
PPS. http://www.roevalleyarts.com/rv_events/once-upon-a-time/
PS. you are very welcome to come.
PPS. http://www.roevalleyarts.com/rv_events/once-upon-a-time/
Monday, 11 July 2011
Dreaming in France
Scents of lavender and honeysuckle, sounds of humming bees and grasshoppers, butterflies fluttering in the clover, from dawn until dusk, echo in my sleep.
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