by helenmcnulty | Aug 6, 2021 | Drawings, Poetry, Writing
The Poetry Room, Helen’s Tower, Clandeboye Estate, Co. Down. 7th November 2017. It occurred to me as I walked up the stairs, with my bare feet on the cold hard carved rock of this fortress, that the people who built it and shaped those stairs had little to...
by helenmcnulty | Jun 22, 2021 | Drawings, Painting, Writing, writing about family
She was 93 and I think, by now, 99 people came from her.One woman in an armchair, in an old vernacular farmhouse, by a lake, in a borderland in Ireland who drew the world into her like a hug.I can feel the texture, and smell the smell of her fadge bread with hunks...
by helenmcnulty | Jun 11, 2021 | Drawings, Poetry, Writing
Paris goes out with the beautiful Helen,Menelaus’s temper keeps a swellin’Causing a great big war in troyAll cause of the prissy Priam’s boy. Then Achilles goes on the rampage Achaean forces to enslave’til Agamemnon steals BriseisAnd his...
by helenmcnulty | May 8, 2021 | Drawings, Notebooks, Painting, writing about family
Kitchen Windowsill | April 2020 | Acrylic and Gouache on Paper | 10 x...
by helenmcnulty | Mar 19, 2021 | Drawings, Painting, Writing, Writing about Personal Development, Writing about the nature
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...
by helenmcnulty | Dec 14, 2020 | Children's Books, Drawings, Stories for Children, Writing
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...
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