I have been coming to this location in Ballydonegan, just outside Allihies for over 20 years although it’s only in the last 10 that I have begun to make images that work for me. It’s a wonderful natural bowl shape of rock, smoothed by the constant waves and a great place to visit any time of the year. I made this image in winter during quite a stormy day and took my chance during a lull in the waves to get just the right balance of waves coming over the edge and staying dry !
I have been coming to this location in Ballydonegan, just outside Allihies for over 20 years although it’s only in the last 10 that I have begun to make images that work for me. It’s a wonderful natural bowl shape of rock, smoothed by the constant waves and a great place to visit any time of the year. I made this image in winter during quite a stormy day and took my chance during a lull in the waves to get just the right balance of waves coming over the edge and staying dry !
A beautifully still morning on Cloonee Lake on the Beara Peninsula. I look across at these mountains from my house, and in the early morning light the mist or fog always acts as an irresistible lure to draw me over there.
I have been coming to this exact spot since the first summer I began photographing the landscape, in 1992 and its always different every time. This image was made in 2015 and long overlooked in the archives and didn't make it into my book BEARA which I'm thinking now may have been a mistake !
A beautifully still morning on Cloonee Lake on the Beara Peninsula. I look across at these mountains from my house, and in the early morning light the mist or fog always acts as an irresistible lure to draw me over there.
I have been coming to this exact spot since the first summer I began photographing the landscape, in 1992 and its always different every time. This image was made in 2015 and long overlooked in the archives and didn't make it into my book BEARA which I'm thinking now may have been a mistake !
Bere Island, deceives and delights in equal measure. As you take the ferry over, the island looks fairly benign and featureless. However as you cross over to it’s southern shore, it’s wild and rugged coastline of cliffs and little coves is revealed with amazing remote and isolated walks.
Bere Island, deceives and delights in equal measure. As you take the ferry over, the island looks fairly benign and featureless. However as you cross over to it’s southern shore, it’s wild and rugged coastline of cliffs and little coves is revealed with amazing remote and isolated walks.
Bere Island, deceives and delights in equal measure. As you take the ferry over, the island looks fairly benign and featureless. However as you cross over to it’s southern shore, it’s wild and rugged coastline of cliffs and little coves is revealed with amazing remote and isolated walks.
Bere Island, deceives and delights in equal measure. As you take the ferry over, the island looks fairly benign and featureless. However as you cross over to it’s southern shore, it’s wild and rugged coastline of cliffs and little coves is revealed with amazing remote and isolated walks.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
When I’m not in Kerry or West Cork.. Connermara is the next place that feels very special and one which I have a real connection to now. On previous visits I noticed these small little structures dotted around the landscape which intrigued me. Too small to be houses, or boat sheds I finally discovered the locals call them ‘ Bothainín ‘. Bothain is Irish for a hut, and adding -ín on to the word usually denotes it as being , little, small or in a name, junior.
It turns out they were little huts that bailiffs from the large estates would sit in and guard the running salmon on the rivers from local poachers. I spent a few days photographing them until finally found this one on the perfect morning with a brooding sky offset by the lovely warm colours of Autumn.
Ireland’s highest mountain Carrauntoohill sits in the middle of the McGillycuddys Reeks in Kerry. It’s a wonderful days climbing with spectacular views all round but the best view of the mountain itself is from the approach up along the Hag’s Glen. I spent a wonderful day walking and hiking in around here with the place...
Ireland’s highest mountain Carrauntoohill sits in the middle of the McGillycuddys Reeks in Kerry. It’s a wonderful days climbing with spectacular views all round but the best view of the mountain itself is from the approach up along the Hag’s Glen. I spent a wonderful day walking and hiking in around here with the place...
Any return to Castlegregory will always bring me walking along the ‘Back Beach’ at evening time, and I’m rarely disappointed by the dramatic light over the Atlantic. As a child I stood here and marvelled at the idea that the next stop was America.. I still do today.
Any return to Castlegregory will always bring me walking along the ‘Back Beach’ at evening time, and I’m rarely disappointed by the dramatic light over the Atlantic. As a child I stood here and marvelled at the idea that the next stop was America.. I still do today.
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Having spent 4 days in Connemara without the rain stopping for more than 1 hour, I had thought the journey was going to be a fruitless one photography wise. But on the final morning I was determined to get out and hope for the best. Setting off in the dark and rain, I soon noticed a small chink of light in the sky ahead of me and waited for a while. The rain stopped long enough for me to get out of the car and make a few images before the heavens opened again , but that’s summers in Ireland for you !!
Coumeenoole is one of my favourite beaches in Kerry but also a hugely popular one for other photographers. I always strive to find something new and different when visiting popular locations and I worked hard to find this composition on the far side of the beach as the tide was coming in rapidly !
Coumeenoole is one of my favourite beaches in Kerry but also a hugely popular one for other photographers. I always strive to find something new and different when visiting popular locations and I worked hard to find this composition on the far side of the beach as the tide was coming in rapidly !
Early morning fog transforms locations and lets me pick out some lovely details that otherwise are lost in the drama that surrounds them. Standing here watching the fog come and go and then the sun breaking through was the reward that the early start and cold feet deserved !
Early morning fog transforms locations and lets me pick out some lovely details that otherwise are lost in the drama that surrounds them. Standing here watching the fog come and go and then the sun breaking through was the reward that the early start and cold feet deserved !
Derrynane is quite possibly the most beautiful beach in Ireland and a very special place for me. I have been coming here and photographing it right from the very beginning of my photographic journey and it's always a pleasure to come back here.
This image was made on a beautiful summer's evening just after sunset as the sky was filled with a radiated pink glow and soft light and spending the couple of hours watching the tide go out was well spent working out a nice minimal composition.
Derrynane is quite possibly the most beautiful beach in Ireland and a very special place for me. I have been coming here and photographing it right from the very beginning of my photographic journey and it's always a pleasure to come back here.
This image was made on a beautiful summer's evening just after sunset as the sky was filled with a radiated pink glow and soft light and spending the couple of hours watching the tide go out was well spent working out a nice minimal composition.
Taken on one of the most magical mornings I experienced during my three year book project on Killarney National Park. Setting off in the near dark gloom out on the lake, it didn’t look too good for photography but after stopping and soon seeing this lovely scene appear before my eyes out of the fog.. we were off to a great start for hugely successful morning on the lakes in the mist and fog.
Taken on one of the most magical mornings I experienced during my three year book project on Killarney National Park. Setting off in the near dark gloom out on the lake, it didn’t look too good for photography but after stopping and soon seeing this lovely scene appear before my eyes out of the fog.. we were off to a great start for hugely successful morning on the lakes in the mist and fog.