Wednesday 22nd January I am an hour and a half early for my train back to Galway, and I am full of blissful anticipation of an afternoon’s sketch, but where will I go? I decide you can’t go wrong with the National Gallery. Before I launch into the description of my afternoon, I have a…
The year: sometime in the late Noughties. The place: the road outside my kids’ primary school. The occasion: pick-up time. I park up and get out of my car to collect my little ones, and as soon as I step out of the car I realise I have made a terrible mistake, and the pick-up…
Just in case you don’t get past this line, if you’ve pre-ordered a SketchPocket and received an email from me, it’s just an automated one for all pre-orders to tell you they’re due to arrive in Ireland today to be sent to you over the next few days. I’ve had a few quizzical messages and…
In my house, we eat nearly everything good and wholesome. Some members of my family – including myself – have dietary quirks of one sort or another, but they are few and far between: as a result, when I cook, I can dream up something I think will be delicious, and I am more or…
Sketching Tells Me That People Are Better Than We Sometimes Think I have often told people that sketching makes you feel good about humanity. That passers-by and onlookers are invariably kind and warm to sketchers. This article raises the possibility that I haven’t taken that on board, or not fully anyway. There are a few…
Dublin is grimy and gorgeous in equal measure. Galway is glorious on a beautiful day. Today. I talk about both.
Sketching doesn’t always go as you plan, but there are many ways to rescue a session. I show you a few ways!
Thursday 9th May This week has seen the weather improve. My mother and I spend a day of pure bliss in the gardens of Kilmacurragh Botanic Gardens in Co. Wicklow. How can I never have heard of this lovely place? To think of all the years I spent messing around in the mountains of that…
Many of us dream of travelling the world, but it’s not always all it’s cracked up to be. Home sweet home…
Life is short and so sweet. Sketching in Trattoria yesterday reminded me of the important things in life.