
Too many lives have been lost to suicide in Ireland and I wanted to use the visual metaphor of a laburnum tree that no longer exists to express this.




Painted this in the open air by the side of a road over two days. Spent 11 hours at it. Thickened the white areas that were closer to the viewer. Satisfied with the result.

This was painted when my second exhibition was coming near, so I worked hard to make sure it was ready in time.

The wonderful cherry blossom comes out in spectacular glory in the middle of April. This is my tribute to it. There’s a row of these trees next to the Owenacurra river in the town nearest to me, Midleton.