by helenmcnulty | Oct 30, 2020 | Painting
Loud Oil On Canvas 2010 by Helen McNulty 150 x 200 cm
by helenmcnulty | Oct 23, 2020 | Audio Recording, Painting, Writing
Painting: Old Wars (2011) by Helen McNulty – Oil, Ink and Charcoal on Canvas, 100 x 100 cm Wislawa Szymborska is one of my all-time favourite poets. My friend Ania gifted me her book ‘Miracle Fair’ in 2010 and I have been devouring her words and...
by helenmcnulty | Oct 23, 2020 | Helen's World
Welcome to ‘Helen’s World’, this is the first Friday email for you. I want to make a little overview of sensory input and output that have been shaping me this weather. Whether it be the last week, month or even all my life. There’s a button...
by helenmcnulty | Oct 20, 2020 | Gel Prints Available of Photographs, Photography, Poetry, Writing, Writing About Northern Ireland
I come from there, but not from the country. From a wee town in the north of a Lakeland, the furthest town from the lakes. Some of my family live in the quiet of the countryside now. Up there is a different light. There is a dark blue-greenish charcoal grey tinge to...
by helenmcnulty | Oct 12, 2020 | Audio Books, Audio Recording, Children's Books, Poetry, Rhymes, Stories for Children, Writing
Bumbus Bumbus Bumbadae is the leader of Haven Garden. New visitors have come to the garden and the insects hold a rally to figure out what to do. I recorded it recently but began writing it in 2014 and have been working on it since, I have read it at a few open mics...
by helenmcnulty | Sep 30, 2020 | Songs, Storytelling, Writing, writing about being a mother, writing about family
Picking and then eating and cooking apples and blackberries is what the whole year leads up to.Mean Fhomhair, middle harvest or middle autumn is the Irish word for September.It is always my most prolific month of the year, I always try harder in September, maybe the...
by helenmcnulty | Sep 30, 2020 | Poetry, Writing, Writing about Personal Development
I Didn’t Know by Helen McNulty — I didn’t know that having more to do in life meant you get more done and give more to the world. I didn’t know that having more niggling pains in your body meant you spring out of bed earlier and with more...
by helenmcnulty | Sep 29, 2020 | Irish Love Songs, Painting, Songs, Writing, writing about family
The Bloody Foreland / Cnoc Fola … charcoal and colouring pencil on paper. 10 x 14cm Cnoc Fola Ó Ghabhla.. The atlantic sky opens in flame at the end of the day igniting the tips of the red and purple heather, giving the mountains their bloody name. The atlantic...
by helenmcnulty | Apr 30, 2020 | Drawings, Painting, Self Portaits
April 30th 2020 | Self Portrait | 25.9 x 19.2cm| Oil on Cardboard
by helenmcnulty | Apr 23, 2020 | Gel Prints Available of Photographs, Photography, Poetry, Writing, writing about family
Ardrum Second Storm, Digital Photograph, 2020 by Helen McNulty Bushwhacking. by Helen McNulty (2020)————1//Even the bracken /bricks it /in this bog. //Tiny tufts of flax /Bow down the road /Plaques blaze the old names of townlands /Like gravestones. //Do you remember...
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