Under the Shadow of the Cavehill, the danger approaches…

Growing up in Belfast during the Troubles, was for me, a period of frustration, restrictions and the ever-present noise of the army helicopter. The distinctive sounds of the Chinook helicopter/transporters as they ferried troops, supplies and ammunition above our city, created the sound track of my youth. Every movement was observed and all travel monitored by the armed forces. Even within the sanctity of our family home, I felt trapped and watched.

In this work, I sit under the brooding hill and sky, waiting and watching. Like many, I dreaded hearing the news on TV and unexpected knocks on the door. It is heavily influenced by the works of the German Expressionist painters.