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P.S. from the Tyrone Guthrie Centre

After an absolutely fabulous time here at the Tyrone Guthrie Centre, where I did over a months drawing in a week, I am so annoyed with myself that I never had the courage to come here until now. What a wonderful experience!

Tyrone Guthrie Centre residency

I know, I know, I haven’t written for ages! I’ve been so busy trying to get some work finished for different exhibitions and submissions, I haven’t had a moment to even think about a blog.
But, I arrived in heaven to spend a week. As I drove north towards Monaghan with the car packed to explosion point with art materials, I went “Whew!”

I was travelling to the Tyrone Guthrie Centre for a week’s residency. I have long thought about coming here, but never had the courage to apply. Last year I decided it was now or never, sent off my application, and was accepted.

Reviewing a great year

The period after Christmas and before the new year is the perfect time to take stock of the past months. It’s a quiet time, and here in Radicondoli, it’s a time when the countryside sleeps. Now there is a very different beauty: the fields' patterns are more visible; the ghost-like trees reveal their now bare skeletons; and also their secrets, long hidden birds nests.

It has been a whirlwind of a year and I was extremely fortunate in many ways. It started with hearing that I had got an honorable mention at the New York Miniature Print Exhibition, followed by a piece accepted by the R.H.A. In May on our journey to Italy via Rosslare, Rosscoff and various towns, I got an email to say “Mr Turner’s grand design” had made the cut for London’s Royal Academy. Well things could hardly get better, but they did. In October I got two prints into the R.U.A. I had finally achieved the Royal Academy hat trick!

Kilcock Arts Gallery

Saturday was D-Day for the opening of the Dreamscapes and Landscapes Exhibition at the Kilcock Art Gallery. I had made my usual mistakes; having an early night, soaking in a bath, and sleeping facedown; the result? Actually hardly sleeping a wink, and a face belonging one of those wrinkly Chinese dogs. No amount of cold water or fancy cream could rectify the problem.

Whew!

After a couple of sleepless nights waiting on the results of the Royal Ulster Academy’s final selection for their annual exhibition, I did it!!! This year I achieved the Academy hattrick, triple crown, holy of holies: I’ve had prints in all three of the 'home' academies. Dublin in Spring, London in Summer and now Belfast this Autumn.