flock of colors


oil on linen


In a private collection

sold through Edgewater Gallery on the Green

The study of compassion has been a thread running through
my work, and when I learned from fellow artist Bonnie Baird
about John O’Donohue’s beautiful books and poetry, I
memorized his poem, “Beannacht: for Josie.” I love the flock
of colors, indigo, red, green and azure blue, coming to awaken my
delight. And I hope the painting offers a visual version of those
words of love — winding around us all, an invisible cloak to mind our lives.

On the day when
The weight deadens
On your shoulders
And you stumble,
May the clay dance
To balance you.

And when your eyes
Freeze behind
The grey window
And the ghost of loss
Gets into you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red, green
And azure blue,
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
In the currach of thought
And a stain of ocean
Blackens beneath you,
May there come across the waters
A path of yellow moonlight
To bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.