I painted these trees on a windy mountainside in northwest Donegal – probably not Christmas trees, just the regular forestry trees. I had often tramped those lonely mountain tracks, wandering and wondering.
Now? No, I’m not a big fan of Christmas anymore. Maybe it’s just for kids. But I find the parties, the ridiculous jumpers, the presents, the shopping to be like a foreign world where other people participate in strangely meaningless excesses.
When did it change for me? I can’t say… I saw a documentary on telly last night, ‘Toughest Place to be’, the tale of a street cleaner from Dublin who travelled to the Philippines to work with a street cleaner over there. The poverty in Manilla was utterly shocking.
Shocking, and yet, they were waiting in joyful hope…
But now, thanks to my faraway friend in Los Angeles, here’s something nice to change the mood – Christmas songs in Manx Gaelic. My favourite one has to be: “Bee dty Host” performed by Caarjyn Cooidjagh. (presumably translated as: ‘Bí i do thost’ or: ‘Be silent’) See the link just below:
and more of my paintings can be seen at :
and that documentary will be on RTE Player for a while at:
Nollick Ghennal, Bannaght lhiat, eoin