I had an imaginary conversation With a teacher I let the conversation boil And took it off the stove To cool down I saw I do not need this food Any more My soup is ready Between the milky-way And … Read More
I just wanted to paint or draw the pain again. In the past I used to draw the pain many times. The pain was not almost constant, as it is now. It would come every now and then and it … Read More
I called it A Portrait. I wrote this name and the measures on the back-side of the picture, so it will be ready for all the processes of selling. Why is this a portrait? Because I decided to make a … Read More
Thinking again about the choice of doing the blog as my direction. It may feel as if I am an ant, crawling on a topographical map, among hills and valleys in brown and green. And it can also be seen … Read More
There are many ways to read art. This is one of them: Just start writing and see where it takes you. You can also say: Start to describe what you see. From there you start to be guided by your … Read More
My family is recovering from serious trauma. Nearly six years ago, my father-in-law was seriously injured in a cycling accident. He was training for an event where he would cycle from one end of Ireland to the other, having previously … Read More
You will have to imagine the picture for this entry. Imagine a few wide horizontal lines, painted with a soft pastel in brown, any brown that you like. The lines overlap and, together, create one thing that travels now and … Read More
I joined the social network for A Chronic Voice earlier this year because I needed to find people who understand what life is like with chronic pain. Today I have written a post using the October link-up prompts, to show … Read More
Recently I’ve been thinking a lot about why I do what I do, and why I love working with the people who come to me. Basically, it’s because I was that person. Rewind a few years and I was very … Read More
I started this painting in the afternoon after a day of revelations. I was satisfied. A door has opened for me into where all the questions about what I wanted to do came to rest. I’ll write about this sometime … Read More
