“Cooked Breakfast at Easter”

Oil on plywood, 67 X 58 centimetres.

11 xi 2022

An amalgam of drawings from the kitchen table. The possibility of losing things, and the relief in regaining perspective.

“Green Velvet”

Oil on plywood, 44 by 60 centimetres

10 ix 2023

How softness envelopes utility; how the kitchen is at the centre of things; in space and absence lies readiness.

“Bedlington With Ephemera”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres

9 ii 2023

The fluffy terrier on her workbench blanket; books; pens; the bentness of things. Presence. Absence.

“Seventeen Legs”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres.

26 iii 2023

Quietly, the chairs wait to be filled, scraped around, jostled. The low-slung sofa as solitary repose for the night. All the spaces in between.

“With My Girl In Stonehaven”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres.

18 v 2023

Two swift halves of stout; two doughty sailors abroad on a wide ocean; the welded, bolted-down iron table will withstand all. And those granite blocks.

“Revisiting Cahersiveen”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres

01 v 2023

In a hurry to return a thick red library book, Donal is Kerry’s swiftest pedestrian in the county’s sleepiest town.

When isn’t it raining in Cahersiveen?

“This Is Escrick”

Oil on plywood, 61 by 61 centimetres.

10 ix 2022

Lunch is over. This is where the summer parties happen. Over and over, sitting; watching nature; pegging out the washing. This is what we do. This is where I am.

“Kitchen Sink”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres.

23 v 2023

No drama. What is seen at breakfast-time.

“Ignoring The Skelligs”

Acrylic on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres.

18 ii 2010

Sheltering in the lee of an old truck, waiting for the storm to pass. Hill, pier, creels.

“Washed Pots”

Oil on plywood, 61 by 61 centimetres.

Where breakfast gets jammed against clean pots, cooking gear, books, that tea towel.

Documenting a place and how we exist among things – how atoms are differently arranged.

Expectation. Maintenance. Fantasy. A handmade life.

“My Granite Quine”

Oil on plywood, 58 by 58 centimetres.

04 iv 2023

In Bridge Street, Berwick Upon Tweed, February 2023.

Drupes glow, buoys to mark life-nets set at dawn…waters full with promises of silver fishes, yellow stones and ammonites.

“Over P242 SAT”

Oil on snapped plywood, 61 by 49 centimetres.

18 i 2023

From a sketch of scrap in the yard: buckets needing handles; the anxiety of things being left on “the long finger”.

“In Sneem”

Oil on snapped plywood, with incised lines and carved marks, 61 by 49 centimetres.

Debris on which words and marks jostle to be heard and seen. A firm boot clears space for now.

“Cappamore, Again and Again”

Oil on plywood, 61 by 61 centimetres.

11 xii 2022

Bob; Kathleen; Joe; Ann; Veronica; Theresa; Vincent; Denis; John; others.

A vale of strawberry trees and dark looks.

“Begonia 1”

Oil on plywood, 61 by 61 centimetres.

8 ix 2022

Fathoming how to use this language. Being in unfamiliar territory, however familiar the surroundings.