Uisce faoi thalamh. Hidden. Buried.
In practising my Art, I am attempting to uncover an artefact in this bog that belongs to me.
“…glimpsed with atavistic instinct…”
Our language, Culture and Landscape are all connected. I cannot separate them.
“…gan teanga: gan anam..”
Like the Early Christian Irish monks, I seek to describe and marvel at Nature and express my response to it. Then to explore that response. To imagine and re-imagine.
My visual art, poetry and music and language are intertwined.