I thrive in chaos. Chaos is order for me. I do not pre plan what types or colours of paints I purchase but prefer to work with what ever I can get my hands on and is available. All colours exists around us in light all the time so for me it doesn’t really matter what I have at my disposal, the challenge is to create the colour and images I want from what I have. It also means I work with paints and materials that do not naturally mix or go together and I enjoy the battle to get them to come together. My process is immensely physical. It is driven by gut and not logic. My canvasses usual remain on the floor as I move around them painting the canvas from all sides.
The current series of work featured are called the ‘Absorption’ series. I have been working on this project for over 18 months now. It evolved out of my fascination with sitting and staring at the horizons near where I live. To exclude the obvious landmarks and to just focus on the columns of light vertically above and below the horizon light. Horizons have an extraordinary effect on the human soul. It is point that we are drawn to, where we end up staring at when we dream. The horizon becomes the point where these dreams live. And yet it is a place that does not exist, a place you can never reach. As you move towards it it moves away from you, if you turn and walk away from it follows you. The horizon can also form a barrier in our minds and makes us scared to cross over and go beyond that line, the fear of not knowing. For Irish people I believe the horizon is also a place of sadness as over the centuries so many of our families travelled over the horizon in search of a new life, never to return. I can imagine the families waving goodbye to sons and daughters as they left home to make a life for themselves knowing deep down they would never see each other again.
The horizon for me is more than just where my dreams lie. I believe my father lies on the horizon when I look at it. He died in 2006 and it’s where his soul and spirit rest now. In that place that doesn’t exist, always with me, keeping my dreams safe, but I can never get to him again, I just know he’s there.
Being a Dubliner I’m fascinated about how beautiful the seascape horizons are, that surround us every day and every night and we just do not stop enough to absorb them, their ever changing beauty and colour. By putting landmarks on them it changes the horizon to just being a simple representation of a place, rather than letting it be the place that the viewer can let themselves go to.
The majority of the pieces are 7ft X 3.5ft.