"Girl with the Skull Tattoo" 47 x 40 cm

"Girl with the Skull Tattoo" 47 x 40 cm
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Thursday, May 26, 2011

"Mise Eire" and The Legend of The Petticoat Loose.

                                                                  "Mise Eire"
                                                      Oil/ Egg Tempera on Canvas.
                                                                   80x60 cm
                               Available at The Lyndsay Gallery, Monkstown,Co Dublin.
                                                       Can be shipped worldwide.

                                I"d like to share with you my painting "Mise Eire".
The setting for this lady in white is the beautiful  "Petticoat Loose" lake, in the Knockmealdown Mountains in Tipperary.
For me I had to call it by its present title, but it could well of been titled something else as it reminded some of a local legend of the lake up in the mountains that I later became familiar with-
The White Lady of the Lake!
So I thought I"d add this story for you, I do hope it isn't too long but the whole point of it is at the end.
Here goes.

The Legend of Petticoat Loose
Petticoat's real name was Mary Hannigan. Born during the time of the hedge-schoolmasters in the early part of the nineteenth century. She was the only child of a well to do farming family. They lived in the townland of Colligan, which is not far from Clogheen. Now Mary was not the type of woman you could call feminine; she was as tough as nails, near six foot tall and built in proportion. She did the work of a man on her father’s farm without thinking twice about it. If there was one thing that Mary Hannigan was known far and wide for it was her dancing. Spinning and whirling around the dance floor, no man could match her. That is except for one hefty lad, and his prowess led him into a marriage with Mary. A marriage closely followed by his early death.
Now how Mary came to be called Petticoat Lucy came about like this. There was a wedding in the neighbourhood with drinking and dancing well into the night and through to the early hours of the morning. Now Mary was able to drink as well as she could dance, and as she spun around in a drunken dance the buttons of her skirt caught onto a nail. The buttons burst open and her skirt fell to the ground, to the great delight of the others in the room who laughed and jeered her. This is the incident that earned her the name of Petticoat Loose which became Petticoat Lucy over time. Not being one to take foul comments lightly there was soon fists flying in all directions as Mary landed many a clout on her mockers.
It is said also that Mary and her husband had difficulties with their herd of cattle and often added water to the milk to make it go further. There were rumours by some that when Mary's milk was added to tea it turned blue and some older locals whispered that she might be a witch. Now Mary had been married a year when, one night as she and her servants were milking the cattle there came a cry of agony from a nearby field. A servant girl began to run towards the field to help however she was soon stopped by a milking stool which hit her square on the back of the head knocking the poor girl out. When she came to Mary told her it was she who had thrown the stool and that it served her right and that in future she should learn to mind her own business. Mary’s husband was never seen again after that night. The locals in Colligan concluded among themselves that Mary’s lover, a local hedge-schoolmaster, had committed the murder. When asked of her husband’s whereabouts Mary would simply answer that he had gone away and that he would return someday. Nobody dare question her further for fear of her violent temper.
One night about one year later Mary went on a drinking bout in a local public house accompanied by some of the neighbouring workmen. After several pints she was challenged by one of the workmen to prove her drinking skills. After gladly accepting the offer half a gallon of beer was placed before her. She drank it down with ease and she was in the middle of gloating to the other workmen when suddenly she slumped forward onto the table, dead. She died without a priest, which was an awful thing to happen back then. There was a big wake for Mary and the whole village turned up to pay their last respects but no priest was called, even for the burial.
Seven years passed and Petticoat Lucy was near forgotten. Then one night there was a dance in Colligan. Half way through the night, near midnight a man went out to catch a breath of fresh air. When he went back into the dance hall he was as white as a sheet. With a shaking voice he told the others in the hall that he had seen Mary sitting on a pier in the yard. All were afraid to leave the dance hall until morning. After that night Mary was seen in many places around the area and most now believed that that she had become a witch.. One night a man with his horse and cart was travelling down a dark country lane when he came upon Mary standing at the side of the road. The driver didn't want to stop for her, but she jumped aboard the cart anyway. Once on the cart, she decided to punish the driver for his reluctance to stop for her, and she raised her left hand and declared, "I have one ton in this hand!" The horse slowed down a bit then, as though the cart was heavier, but he kept walking. Then the witch raised her other hand and announced, "I've got one ton in this hand!" The horse slowed a little more but continued his progression; and the witch smiled and announced, "I've got one ton in this leg!" at which the horse began to strain very hard to pull the cart. "I've got one ton in the other leg!" Then, "I've got one ton in my belly!"
With the effort of trying to pull the enormous load, the horse fell down dead - and Petticoat Lucy ran away laughing. Soon it became common practice for people travelling at night to bring a safe guard with them mainly religious relics and hazel sticks.
Finally the people grew tired of living in fear of Petticoat Lucy and they called upon the parish priest to rid the county of Mary and her nightly visitations.
The priest set out that very night on a pony and trap accompanied by two men. After sometime they spotted her coming across a field, the priest asked her name and she replied "I’m Petticoat Loose". The priest then got off of the trap took out a bottle of Holy water and said "I am going to banish you from this place forever! All the devils in hell can’t help you now! For all the cruel things you did during your life, especially getting a man to kill your husband. I shall send you to the far banks of the deepest lake in the Knockmealdown Mountains and you shall be condemned to empty it with a thimble!" With those words and a splash of the holy water Mary vanished in a flash and she was never seen again. Many believe that she is still up there sitting on the far bank of Bay Lough with her thimble, vainly trying to empty the lake.
It is also said that St Patrick is claimed to have drowned the last snake in Ireland in the very same lake but few ever now swim in that lake because of the fear that the spirit of the old witch would grab your legs, pull you under and keep you there forever.

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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Return to Blog!

At last I"m back!
Got more than a fright when I have been unable to access my blog for some reason, not due to forgetting my password so I had to change it twice AND go through a google form to gain access so you can imagine how happy I am to be back.
Have any of my followers lost a blog?
It must be crushing, all the work.

So what have I been up to lately?
On the easil a new painting for my tattooed project. I"m very exited about this one from the very early stages of composition.
I am sure that most artists agree that if the composition works from the start, the painting is successful.
Hope I dont eat my words on this but it is looking good. Oil on a 105x80 cm panel.
Light and shade roughly formed and a female figure in a very beautiful setting.
Life is good!

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Limited Edition Fine Art Gliclee Prints

These two Limited Edition Prints are offered at a reduced rate for a short time only on this blog, so, if you like them, nows the time!
Many thanks.

Please see the Paypal easy option to the side of this blog and click either,
Option 1. "Ta Siad ag Teacht"
Option 2, "The Guinnes Smile"
Many Thanks.
                                                      "Ta Siad ag Teacht" (They"re Arriving)
                                               Fine Art Limited Edition Gliclee Print on Canvas
                                                Offered at half price at 125 euro
                                                              "The Guinness Smile"
                                                 Fine Art Limited Edition Print on Canvas
                                                                    41x40 cm
                                                    Offered for half price at 100euro

                                         Prints are limited to 100 and signed by the artist.
                                         Presented with a 2" wide white boarder.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Early Morning in Ballyporreen.

                                                         "Buttercups, Early Morning"
                                                                        60x45 cm
                                                                      Oil on Panel

One summer, not so long ago, I was staying with a friend in a farmhouse in Ballyporreen,
Co Tipperary.
It was situated at the foot of the Knockmealdown Mountains and there was this amazing field, full of buttercups, at the back of the house.
I have never seen anything like it.
The weather was beautiful, sunshine every day.
In the mornings, I would stroll down the garden, climb over the wooden gate, and relish in the beauty of it all.
I just had to paint that scene. Take it all in, and try and capture it.
The light, just at the back of the trees, shining through, and hitting the old ruined, out house
and lighting up the buttercups was a sight to behold.
I will never forget that feeling of pure bliss.
Every morning, I went down with my paints and panel, and sat in the field. For days on end until I got the colours and feeling I was trying to portray. So lucky with the weather, especially for Ireland.
The painting was then finished in the studio.
A scene I"ll never forget and is dear to my heart.

I sincerely hope you like it too.
Many thanks.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Boldbrush Painting Competition

I have made an entry to the online "Boldbrush Painting Competitition" for April, yesterday,
30th April.
This is unusual for me and I do hope you can show me some support by "liking" it for Facebook.
It gives it a bit of exposure.
As I say, unusual for me but I think from now on, I will enter more competitions.
I"ll enjoy this one,
Hope you do too!
Here"s the link  http://faso.com/boldbrush/painting/19630
Many thanks.

This painting is also available to purchase, and can be shipped worldwide.
For inquiries please contact Barry at the Lyndsay Gallery   http://www.thelyndsaygallery.com/

The Planning of an Exhibition

The planning and painting for my exhibition is well underway.
I like to get a general idea of the paintings as a whole, in the exhibition space.
I have given this a lot of thought.
My idea is to have a series of small paintings, only up to about 40x40 cm.
I like this size for these portraits or just heads of extremely interesting people I"ve
met for this project.
That's just the small part!
Plannings underway for at least three huge paintings which are the ones to create 
an impact on the viewer.
One of these is a "take" on a famous old master, I might go as far as up to around 
214 for this on the larger side.
The rest are also quite large.
The question is, what surfaces should I use?
The very large will have to be canvas or linen, simply because I just cant afford to 
Frame them!
Deciding what surface to use is extremely important to me. I love to work on panel
with oil and it is proving to be quite fitting for the images of tattooed people that I am working on as the paint glides onto the surface with ease.
To me a panel is the most appropriate surface for my studies in oil and egg tempera.
However, it can be used to great effect on canvas too.
As the oil and egg tempera technique is so lengthy, I have chosen not to use it for the whole exhibition. Also, it does not suit every piece.
Oil on panel, canvas and linen are my chosen medium for the whole show.
I make the canvas stretchers myself, and the painting I am beginning on measures 105x79 cm.
More on this later, I"ll keep you posted!