Landscape
Where the land remembers what we have forgotten.
The fields, bogs and low hills of Kildare hold five thousand years of quiet witness. These works walk the land the way the first people did — slowly, and listening.
First Light · The Plains
Kildare, 09:22 — light from the east, low and long. The shadows on this wall are the ones falling there now. Kildare, 09:22 — sun 20° up.
Painter of the old places — the standing stones, the plains, and the lights that should not be followed.
Ireland holds five thousand years of quiet witness — its monuments, its folklore and the stories told about both. These paintings walk that land the way the first people did — slowly, and listening.
Every shadow on this page is cast by the sun's real position over the studio. Drag to watch it cross the wall.
Where the land remembers what we have forgotten.
The fields, bogs and low hills of Kildare hold five thousand years of quiet witness. These works walk the land the way the first people did — slowly, and listening.
First Light · The Plains
The lights that lead travellers from the path.
Will-o'-the-wisps, fairy lights, the púca's lantern — luminous things half-seen at the edge of the bog. Paintings of what flickers between this world and the other.
Wisp · The Other Crowd
Granite that was raised to say something — and still does.
Standing stones, ogham script, boulder burials. Each canvas listens to a monument that has been speaking, patiently, for millennia.
Above Ground, Below Ground · Ogham · Monoliths
The visible world, and the one it stands on.
Roots and chambers, passage tombs and tree crowns — works that cut the world in cross-section, where the living surface meets the ancestral dark beneath.
Root and Chamber
What Elaine found while walking, and what it turned into.
Leaving the Pipers Stones I traveled to Castledermot where the landscape holds a different kind of ancient memory. The ground here is complex with early monastic ruins and powerful multi bullaun stones providing a physical connection to deep ritual practices that defy linear time.
A circle of gray boulders frozen forever on the ridge of a wind swept hillock. Here the boundary between old music and sacred punishment is etched deep into the granite where the dancers remain trapped in stone for all eternity.
Rising from the earth below like a singular fossilized tooth of a long dead giant this stone is a pure assertion of presence. It is a vertical line drawn between the massive open sky of Kildare and the deep unyielding earth below.
Seven working tools for the same subject the paintings are about. They are accurate, not decorative — the Ogham is real Ogham and the solstice is the real solstice.
Originals are one-of-one — like the stones, there are no copies.
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