Bring an iron

September 2005
Acrylic on canvas 51x75cm

I am fascinated by the relationships between the different parts and times of your life. Some people call it coincidence; I like to think these things have more meaning.¬Ý This painting is a nod to recognising these things in life. It has a long story, but it has a happy ending!

When I started college I moved into a house that had an abandoned old-style yellow iron. That was the same year I met a girl, Irene, who scared me a little bit. Moving to Dublin the following year I fell in love with the paintings of Paul Kerr. I decided to write him a letter, so I went to Bewleys on Grafton Street to do it, and sat there for two or three hours. He loved the letter as much as I love his paintings and now we meet up for the odd pint every now and again. Read more...