Journey with my brother Wallace at Hennepin Healthcare 3/27/25

 

Wallaces Beautiful and Important Paintings

Ode For Saint Patricks Day

SAINT PATRICK'S DAY MUSINGS for March 17, 2025

Even though I am full of visions and inspirations from a Journey South...I pause to remamber

my Irish Island Past with this post!

Three drawings done in the moment at URBAN FORAGE CIDER HOUSE 

Minneapolis, Minnesota. 31st and Lake Street.

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So Memories gather round as they do on Saint Patricks Day when I recall my solitary life

on the small island of Inisheer so long ago...almost 50 years ago now..when donkey's roamed the

grasses of the hand planted plain...when I lived in the thatched cottage of the old storyteller 

Joe Mairthain and came away with so many stories to tell...and so I remain a storyteller today

weaving tales and drawings from my every day life...but stopping to remember my island past..

when the islanders wore home spun and how weather was forecast by the wind direction.

And there by my lonesome introverted hearth with the fire warming my knees

dreaming of a life I did not know I would have...as mystical sparks flew from the flames

I imagined the stories told around this fire and perhaps sensed some Jewish mystical sparks

flying about that would shape my future some 28 years hence...and did I know or not know I would teach...and that I would marry a very tall man who would visit the island with me in 1987..

and that life would bring this and would bring that and after a long illness he would pass away in 2019...and I would grieve him a long long time...before my heart took flight again.....

It is all a mystery and here is my sacred hearth that still warms me in memory

 

And so the island remains..so large and so small that

now I can hold it in my hand and write out the story to you.

Happy St Patricks Day to ye!