I always liked the gulls, despite their noisy arguments and grumpy look. Seeing them glide on the wings of the wind or rest peacefully on the stormy sea is a pleasure that brings me back to my youth when I was lucky enough to meet Felipe.
One day I was at Alassio's house, wh...

The tide recedes but leaves behind seashells on the sand. For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.

Waves are one of my favourite painting subjects. The sea is a living entity and waves are its breath. Sometimes slow and regular, sometimes deep and laboured, the sea breathing has anyway a peculiar rhythm played by waves.
They are also a metaphor for human life: conceived in the...

The selkie is a well-known myth of Scottish and Irish folklore. The seal woman lives in the depths of the ocean, but periodically emerges from the waters and drops her skin off. She is compelled to live on the land if the skin is stolen by a fisherman; in this case, she will...

Every sea coast in Ireland can boost a "White Strand". The one I've depicted many times is locally known as Renvyle Beach.
It is a quiet long expanse of fine sand, surrounded by magnificent views of the Connemara mountains. Less frequented than other beaches in the area, Renvyle...

"You are never too old to set sail for another dream."