Breaghy Head Still Life

This was painted from the Breaghy Head bungalow near Portnablagh of our friends Geraldine and Colum. The farmhouse behind the still life setup was a guesthouse frequented often by the rich, sometimes the famous (e.g. the painter Jack Butler Yeats) until the mid 20th century. A visitor book includes an entry penned by someone who said he was so anxious about what he would write in it he had not slept a wink the night before!! Another is this:
‘Around the home on the steep hillsides the tireless winds have play,
The ceaseless voicing of eternal tides fills all the day.’
(Not perhaps timeless poetry by Jack’s brother William Butler Yeats but resonant for me and lovely!!)