by helenmcnulty | Aug 27, 2021 | Painting
I was 23 when I made this. It was from a dream of a lot of women marching up from the houses in Leicester (where I lived) and going to a hill. The dream is still vivid. The women left behind everything in the houses and went to the hilltop by the light of a very...
by helenmcnulty | Aug 27, 2021 | Painting, Writing
Not Elsewhere, Here, Acrylic on Canvas, 40 x 40 cm, 2016 I’ve been hiding in the woods like a burrowing animal, making a little person, making a home, making a grown-up life and making art. This painting used to hang on the wall in the hall. It’s of a...
by helenmcnulty | Aug 13, 2021 | Uncategorized
From a Diary in March 2007 (edited 2020) I Spy. by Helen McNulty Stoney-eyed head peeped out of bed at 3 in the morning. I am a soldier entrenched,Scrambling upwards to fight for an unknown and powerful master. A battle between brain and brawn arisesIn the damp....
by helenmcnulty | Aug 10, 2021 | Writing, writing about being a mother, writing about family
My daughter has taken to asking this question to me on numerous occasions in a day. It is my favourite question. Yesterday, I had a tricky mood day, I was feeling very tired and not in any form of gratitude thinking. In the evening, Venus (my girl) asked me the Why...
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 | Aug 6, 2021 | Audio Recording, Halloween, Songs, Storytelling
Helen McNulty · Tam...
by helenmcnulty | Jul 23, 2021 | Audio Recording, Photography, Poetry
Helen McNulty · Pebble by helen mcnulty Pebble fallen from a mountainor born in the firey belly of the earthonce black or maybe blue?beaten and bashed by wavesfor millennia its fractured edgessuccumbed to the ocean’s tumultuous moodsnow here under my footwarm,...
by helenmcnulty | Jul 16, 2021 | Painting
by helenmcnulty | Jul 16, 2021 | Painting, Storytelling, Writing, Writing about the nature
Helios’ Son I swear I saw a yellow ball fly past in a chariot over the sky. There was some young fella holding on to the reigns for dear life while a big winged horse looking creature swooped and swerved all over the shop. There must have been something in that...
by helenmcnulty | Jul 9, 2021 | Audio Books, Audio Recording
The Book of Jonah by Helen McNulty (and the Bible people)...
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