If there’s ever a time when colour penetrates our very soul it has to be during the Christmas season. How tirelessly long the dark winter would seem were it not for the beautiful explosion of colour that takes us over the hump into mid January. Back in the sixties when I was a child, little… Read more…
By: Bernadette O’Sullivan. Now that my winter course of classes are underway I turn my attention more than ever to ‘the sky’. In itself an ever-changing painting, to which we constantly look up towards, guessing its mood and intention. How deeply we fall in love with its fleeting offerings of beauty and how… Read more…
The Art Arcade – By Bernadette O’Sullivan There’s unabashed opulence, wild beauty and true romance attached to the history of Muckross House, Killarney. I recently took a guided tour of this magnificient building and how I wished I could have been transported back in time to silently witness the hustle bustle of the 32 servants… Read more…
If there’s ever a time when colour penetrates our very soul it has to be during the Christmas season. How tirelessly long the dark winter would seem were it not for the beautiful explosion of colour that takes us over the hump into mid January. Back in the sixties when I was a child, little… Read more…
By: Bernadette O’Sullivan. Now that my winter course of classes are underway I turn my attention more than ever to ‘the sky’. In itself an ever-changing painting, to which we constantly look up towards, guessing its mood and intention. How deeply we fall in love with its fleeting offerings of beauty and how… Read more…
The Art Arcade – By Bernadette O’Sullivan There’s unabashed opulence, wild beauty and true romance attached to the history of Muckross House, Killarney. I recently took a guided tour of this magnificient building and how I wished I could have been transported back in time to silently witness the hustle bustle of the 32 servants… Read more…
