What would you expect to see inside this old overgrown cottage on the side of the road in Donegal? Would you just pass by or would you try and get in to have a look? Well, I was passing this cottage every day a few years ago until eventually, my curiosity got the better of me.
It wasn’t that difficult to enter, despite the tangle of brambles and weeds, but the door was open so I walked in. Ooooh, but it was eerie. There was a hole in the roof which let in some light from above. But I got such a fright when I saw someone peering back at me in the gloom! Hang on, it was me! I was actually staring at a dusty, cobwebby old mirror. See below.
I was on an artist’s residency in Donegal and I had met with the Gaelic poet Cathal Ó Searcaigh the previous day. He read me a wonderful poem that he’d just written about how spirits haunt the land long after the people who had lived there were gone. The poem is called: “Na Bailte Bánaithe” and here’s a short extract, with my translation below.
Tá ochlán chaointe sa ghaoth
a shéideann aniar ó Altán
is anseo tá damhán alla
ag fí aibíd an bháis
i bhfuinneog bhearnach an tseantí
inar chonaí mo chineál fadó.
There’s a loud wailing cry on the wind
that blows eastward from Altan
and a spider weaves a shroud
in the vacant window of the house
where my people lived long ago.
So this was the inspiration for a new body of work and I have been painting empty fireplaces in abandoned homes on the west coast of Ireland since then. I was thinking about how central the fireplace was to the home, how people used to keep the fire going throughout the night and throughout the year, and how it really was the ‘hearth’ of the home. If people were moving home, they would take a lighting sod of turf with them from the old house to begin the fire in the new house, so as not to break the cycle. Seeing these abandoned fireplaces, each with its own distinctive personality, was quite distressing and I undertook the series of paintings as a sort of requiem for those who had gone, a commemoration of the diaspora.
Now, in a week’s time, these paintings will be presented in Olivier Cornet’s new gallery on Great Denmark Street in Dublin (beside Belvedere College). And the show is creating a bit of a buzz, I think. It is featured in the current edition of the Irish Arts Review! – an article by Brian McAvera.
Your comments are always welcome (down below).
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Brilliant. Brings back childhood memories of going into old abandoned homes, getting “that feeling” and coming out the better for it. Thank you.
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Great one! will post it tomorrow on fb, Many thanks, Olivier
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Thanks Olivier, will be bringing the work in soon, eoin
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Thanks very much Oglach, glad you liked it 🙂
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Reblogged this on Arran Q Henderson and commented:
a friend of mine from the National College of Art and Design in Dublin, reflects on the origins of his latest solo show, at the Oliver Cornet’s new Gallery premises, on Denmark Street in Dublin’s North Georgian quarter. Well worth a read, and both the show, and Oliver’s new gallery, are well worth a visit too. Enjoy!
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Thanks for that Arran, one of these days, I’ll come on one of your famous Dublin walking tours, e
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Thank you for the reblog Arran. A fascinating blog post.
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Fascinating and haunting images! I am from Australia but was visiting a friend in rural Ireland when I found myself in exactly the same situation of being curious about an overgrown and neglected cottage. I battled my way in, as you did, but found nothing exceptional. It was more likely a place that housed animals, than a home. It must have been serendipity that you stumbled across such an amazing place. The fact that your acquaintance’s poem reflected your experience was wonderful. Good luck with the exhibition. I’m sure it will do very well.
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Thank you Katherine for your comment. I was thinking that maybe the house you went into might’ve originally been a home but was then used as an animal shelter when the owners built a new home – that sometimes happens too. Best wishes with your own blog, the photobooth journal – it’s a great idea and looks really interesting. eoin
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Thanks Eoin. I think that sounds likely from what I remember. Glad you like my blog, too!Katherine
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Beautiful and melancholic. Many of us have a cottage like that in our blood.
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Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
I wonder if Grandad Hughie’s cabin looks like this now?
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Hi Jane, thanks for your comment and thanks for reblogging my post. Grandad Hughie… hmmm, Hughie is a real Donegal name. Was your grandad from Donegal, by any chance? Anyway, that cottage was near Gortahork in North West Donegal
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He was from Inishowen and his instructions about how to find the place were a bit on the vague side. My dad never found it anyway. If it was anything like Hughie it’s probably fallen down through neglect by now.
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I love the imagery of the spider weaving a shroud in your friend’s poem. Coming unexpectedly face to face with yourself in that mirror must have been quite a surreal and heart stopping moment! At least until realisation dawned. I’m not surprised the experience triggered a fresh run of creativity.
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Thanks for your comment Ali
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You’re welcome, Eoin. And thank you for visiting my blog. 😊
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Ba bhreá liom iad a fheiceáil i mBaile Átha Cliath. Cathain a mbeidh taispeántas agat sna S.A.?
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Aedín dhil, an-deas a chloisint uait. Tá súil agam go bhfuil an saol go maith leatsa. Bhuel, rinne mé roinnt fiosrúcháin cheana féin faoin taispeántas seo a thabhairt go Meiriceá. Ceapaim go mbéadh sé go maith mar rud le déanamh. Níl aon rud socruithe agam fós. Má tá aon chomhairle agat dom faoi, bhéadh fáilte roimhe ar ndóigh. Slán go fóill, eoin
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