A Week After Twelve Years During the summer vacations last year, my best friend travelled to Ireland from the United States to see me. It was the first time we'd sat face to face in twelve years, twelve years of

Introduction: Today, I was sitting at my art table, and there it was! My winning art piece at the Irish Country Women's Association's Art competition, resting on the shelf, almost smiles back at me. It instantly took me back to

I’ve been painting for as long as I can remember, ever since I first learned how to hold a pencil. It was always there, a constant thread running through the different versions of my life. A kind of second language