You may be wondering what Squeak, the very destructive cat, has been up to these last few months. We have (almost) got used to her taste for fur, cashmere and the other finer things in life. Her ability to spot these when they come into the house, and while the unsuspecting guests are otherwise engaged, ferret them out, and drag the items away to either rip them to shreds or eat enormous holes in them, no longer surprises us. We now warn guests either not to wear such luxurious garments, or if they do – hopefully before the gimlet eye of Squeak spots them – we lock them away. READ ON...


Groovy man

I know this isn’t directly connected to “ART” exactly, but I thought last night’s Film Night deserved a mention of some sort.

On one Friday night every month, until it’s too bright to do so, we hold a Film Night in my studio. There are about 8 of us, and all the names go into a hat and each month one of us picks a film and another cooks dinner. We only find out on the night what film is selected. Sometimes we get a hint, and last night was no different. We were told it was from 1969, and to dress appropriately. So yesterday I decided to have a hunt through the wardrobe for ideas.



Nose back to the grindstone!

Well it’s back to normal, or as close to, after a fantastic Christmas in Radicondoli.

MLM wintergarden


We had very good weather for two weeks, and with just two afternoons of rain, I got lots of photos of the landscape at this beautiful time of year. The bare trees are almost more remarkable now than when they are in full leaf. The lightning struck chestnut tree which overhangs the terrace is at it’s best. But it may be the last year we have it, as it is due to be pruned back to encourage new growth in the next few months. Our neighbour is also in the process



Squeak insists she's the only house-cat

Suddenly it’s the looney season and things are begining to ramp up!!!

First it was the Botanic Gardens / Graphic Studio “A Natural Selection” Exhibition, which is selling like hot cakes as you read. Yesterday, I was delivering some work to the Cavehill Gallery for their C******** Show, and as I passed Banbridge there was a dusting of snow in the fields and I found myself humming “Let it snow” and “Santa Baby”!!! Scary! Later when I went shopping I inexplicably found some C******** decorations, various pressies, as well as new red sprinkly collars for Squeak and Missy in my basket. They must have magiced themselves there!




The After Blog

Wondering about the odd title of this blog entry? What else could I call it with the week I’ve had?

The weekend before last saw me finishing up some very large drawings; then, gathering all the work together; next, driving both Leo (long suffering framer) and Marcus, LSH almost insane; getting clamped while buying fancy bulldog clips for hanging drawings; losing car keys; attending a wonderful artist bookmaking course at the National Print Museum; hanging the show over two days; and eventually putting on the posh frock and warpaint for the opening last Sunday 3rd Nov. Enjoy the pic's below, they are of preparation for the show and also the opening, where more of Petr Holecek's work was on display.

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