Apologies for the poor quality of the photo. I don’t know what has happened to this painting. Its many years since I have seen it. Things get moved about when we pack up and leave and some get lost.
I painted this almost eighteen years ago. Its rough and ready but despite its many flaws it has a charm. It is a typical west of Ireland scene possibly copied from a Jack B Yeats painting. Its so difficult to remember now.
Men carrying the curragh out to sea. United against the elements but for how long. Traditional way of life of which so very little now remains. Traces only.
Have we lost more than we have gained?