Sunday, July 18, 2010

"It's him who's paying for the pints- Iddinit good we've you around during a recession, ha?"

Completed about six months ago under nothing resembling pressure, this was the first of the paintings sold; a delightful 'popping of the cherry' as it were by ways of actually making some moolah out of the whole 'artist' occupation. Spent the money, not surprisingly, on Buckfast and Guinness.

It aint a Painting, but it's still James Joyce


Done with some ink and a bit of water, it's not necessarily part of the series, but sure fuck it, it's James Joyce. Incidentally, he's thinking "Look at ya there reading Finnegan's Wake ya poor bastard".

Mary, Mother Of God


A take on them old pictures all the ould country Catholics used to (and still) have hangin' up beneath them red glowing yokes inside in the sitting rooms. Instead of the sacred heart, of course, is a Lovely Pint.

Paintings and such


Ah, the first post. Here's a humble piece of craic for ya, the wee poster-yoke I did for the Galway based band The Rye by way of request from their illustrious Banjo player Cian Mulligan.