The Journal
God Retires
After The Deluge
Hope Mountain
Painted in 2006 from inside a hospital Day room. (A4 Paper ) I imagined the outside, this hopeful place, this place where I would be free to roam and free to be and free to see the world. Here is an excerpt from the diary that this was painted in: Until Concept...
The Bridge
The Bridge... In summer, daisies poke out of cracks in the walls.It was made in the late 1600s to help the horses across the road on their way to Dublin from the mines in Glenmalure and Glendalough. The Avonmore River dashes through it in the winter and flows like...
Equinox
On the last day of the year where the day and night are the same length, the sun is somehow warmer and breathes heavier. The plants on Monday set out big flowers for the day and the mushrooms in the woods exposed trusses that you didn't have to walk a mile to notice,...
Jack Frost Came.
Hidden away in a farm house in the middle of no where. Where no thing happens but frost on moss and sun rises and sun sets and little girl games and twinkling rushes. Isn't it lucky and grand to be here and hiding. When the vibe beyond the hilly, cold wilderness is...
Cloudburst
Archive Blog Post from 2009 When moving to Dublin from Fermanagh for the first time, I spent all my time riding on the top seat of Dublin buses, finding my way through the city, familiarising myself with this strange but glorious place, that before this only existed...
The Purple Blackbird
I've never seen a purple bird before. What's Purple? The colour you are , you're feathers, they are purple. you are purple. I am a bird. Not a purple. You are both. So what are you? I am a bird. What is that colour on your...
A Halloween Tale – Taxus Baccatus
https://soundcloud.com/helenmcnulty/taxus-baccatus-a-halloween-tale-by-helen-mcnulty Taxus Baccatus - A Halloween Tale for Children by Helen McNulty Taxus Baccatus is an old Yew tree who looks after the ghosts in the graveyard. This is a story of Halloween night and...
‘Loud’
Loud Oil On Canvas 2010 by Helen McNulty 150 x 200 cm
‘Clouds’ Poem by Wislawa Szymborska
https://soundcloud.com/helenmcnulty/clouds-poem-by-wislawa-szymborska Painting: Old Wars (2011) by Helen McNulty - Oil, Ink and Charcoal on Canvas, 100 x 100 cm Wislawa Szymborska is one of my all-time favourite poets. My friend Ania gifted me her book 'Miracle Fair'...
Welcome to Helen’s World
Welcome to 'Helen's World', this is the first Friday email for you. I want to make a little overview of sensory input and output that have been shaping me this weather. Whether it be the last week, month or even all my life. There's a button at the bottom for...
Northern Meditation
I come from there, but not from the country. From a wee town in the north of a Lakeland, the furthest town from the lakes. Some of my family live in the quiet of the countryside now. Up there is a different light. There is a dark blue-greenish charcoal grey tinge to...
Children’s Audio Book Original Story – Bumbus Bumbadae and the Haven Garden Rally – New Neighbours
https://soundcloud.com/helenmcnulty/bumbus-bumbadae-and-the-haven-garden-rally-new-neighbours Bumbus Bumbus Bumbadae is the leader of Haven Garden. New visitors have come to the garden and the insects hold a rally to figure out...
Autumn Thoughts
Picking and then eating and cooking apples and blackberries is what the whole year leads up to.Mean Fhomhair, middle harvest or middle autumn is the Irish word for September.It is always my most prolific month of the year, I always try harder in September, maybe the...
I Didn’t Know by Helen McNulty
I Didn't Know by Helen McNulty --- I didn’t know that having more to do in life meant you get more done and give more to the world. I didn't know that having more niggling pains in your body meant you spring out of bed earlier and with more appreciation. I didn’t know...
The Bloody Foreland
The Bloody Foreland / Cnoc Fola ... charcoal and colouring pencil on paper. 10 x 14cm Cnoc Fola Ó Ghabhla.. The atlantic sky opens in flame at the end of the day igniting the tips of the red and purple heather, giving the mountains their bloody name. The atlantic sea...
Self Portrait from Lockdown number 1, 2020
April 30th 2020 | Self Portrait | 25.9 x 19.2cm| Oil on Cardboard
Bushwacking – a poem
Ardrum Second Storm, Digital Photograph, 2020 by Helen McNulty Bushwhacking. by Helen McNulty (2020)————1//Even the bracken /bricks it /in this bog. //Tiny tufts of flax /Bow down the road /Plaques blaze the old names of townlands /Like gravestones. //Do you remember...
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Wicklow Mountains, Ireland