Bog Heather II, ©John O’Grady, 2013
Oil on Panel, 12″x 12″
Evening is the time of peace for me.
I keep returning to this time of day along with the reoccurring theme of the bog. Many things have been
written about the bog, as a repository of our history, emotional and cultural.
It’s true, though I think it is also a visceral feeling.
When you walk in the bog, it gives to absorb your steps like a sponge. The air seems softer on the cheek,
the light in the evening glows as clouds skitter across the sky.
All these act upon our senses. And above all else there is the quiet.
Have you visited a bog or experienced the same feelings somewhere else?
I hope you enjoy my painting, please let me know what you think.
really lovely, John. I especially like how it appears to have a warm red glow, like an open fire. I, too, love the bog. Even the hard slog of turning and footing and chucking the turfs up onto the trailer at the end of the season is not only rewarding, with that warm fire, but satisfying and wondrous in it’s own right in such peaceful surroundings.
Thank you Liz
It’s great to connect with another bog lover, they are certainly special places.
I think you describe the Irish bog as a sensory experience extremely well in your blog John.
I have been fortunate enough to have stood amongst heather and cotton grass with the pervading smell of damp earth; felt the squelch underfoot and heard the movement of grasses. All this, as well as a sense of quiet isolation, is captured beautifully in this painting.
Thank you Chris,
for your comment. i forgot to mention the grasses in my post, thanks for the reminder