Plein air oil on board
I drove into Dublin a few weeks ago to drop a painting into an exhibition and brought my paints with me. In the car a thought spoke up saying that I would name my painting ‘the spike is cytotoxic’. Rather odd.
I had a vague intent to paint a bridge near Macken Street but I ended up on the quays painting this view. A nice old lady came along and remarked how ugly Liberty Hall made the skyline and she remembered it being erected. I replied the Spire is worse and I cant imagine ever liking it the way Liberty Hall or the Poolbeg Towers fit into the skyline after a few years. Then it clicked, the spike is city toxic.
Maybe it was intuition, maybe the Daemon, but its steered me well over the years.