Mountains

To me, they are a surreal place of vastly open isolation. Ancient stones and rivers that escaped the alteration of human activity. They are immense natural sculptures shaped by glaciers from a time of complete wildness.

Snow on the Bluestack Mountains, Oil on canvas board, 30x24cm

Lough Eske in the Blue Stack Mountains, Oil on wood panel,33x8cm

Wicklow bog lands, Oil on canvas,40x40cm

Sunset over the Bluestack Mountains, Oil on plywood, 30x30cm

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