by helenmcnulty | Apr 23, 2021 | Painting, Writing
Over the road there are women, sewing, visible through the open door. It is lunch time, they are still working. Yesterday when I peeped over on the hot afternoon, they were in there with the door closed, windows boarded up, but I could hear the drilling of the presser...
by helenmcnulty | Apr 16, 2021 | Notebooks, Painting, Writing, Writing About Northern Ireland, Writing about the nature
Drumskinny (from Irish Droim Scine, meaning ‘ridge of the knife/edge’) I I went down to the river where my phone repeatedly beeped in my pocket: ‘Welcome to the United Kingdom”. Another message, on the other side of Europe, saying that I was...
by helenmcnulty | Apr 16, 2021 | Audio Books, Audio Recording, Photography, Poetry, Writing
Helen McNulty · Oh to be compost by helen...
by helenmcnulty | Apr 6, 2021 | Audio Recording, Rhymes, Songs
Helen McNulty · The Weaving Song From Bagpuss Lyrics of The Weaving Song The Weaving Song. I’m a weaver, a master weaver,I’ve got a loom where the best cloth’s made.Plain cloth, twill, brocade or satin,I’m the master of my trade.Shed the warp and swing the...
by helenmcnulty | Apr 2, 2021 | Audio Books, Audio Recording, Poetry, Writing
Helen McNulty · God...
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...
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