My Wild Atlantic Way

Since my road trip across the western seaboard of Ireland – from West Kerry through West Clare, taking in the Cliffs of Moher, Mayo, the shoulder of Croagh Patrick, the ancient woods of Brackloon and the Owenwee river, I’ve been hearing about the Wild Atlantic Way everywhere , and wild it is.

 

a view of the cliffs of Moher with my easel set up.
My easel taking in the cliffs and O Brien’s tower.

Since my road trip across the western seaboard of Ireland – from West Kerry through West Clare, taking in the Cliffs of Moher, Mayo, the shoulder of Croagh Patrick, the ancient woods of Brackloon and the Owenwee river, I’ve been hearing about the Wild Atlantic Way everywhere , and wild it is. Continue reading “My Wild Atlantic Way”

Where in the World

Summertime is great time for finding colourful things to paint. So, with great optimism, I set went down Green Lanes to visit all the green grocers and choose something fresh and bright to paint.

It was impossible to choose – I got home with too much for one painting and all of it perishable. And so then I thought ‘where in the world would you have the privileges of such riches’, and so the painting began.

I don’t always paint in such a linear fashion. In this case it was good to be organised to capture the fruit in full bloom.

Witness the Breaking Wave

Charcoal first. Keeping foam clean for white paint later on. The photo from my phone is poor, has poor light and colour information, but it does have foam, rip and crest. Needs must. Work with what you have. There will be no skyline.

A Cloud by my Door original pencil sketch by Irish artist Catherine ConsidineThe cloud passing overhead through clear sky now I see like an Atlantic wave in slow motion. Crystal vapours I will need to stimulate by coloured paints. Continue reading “Witness the Breaking Wave”