Sheena Meagher Artist.
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Sheena Meagher is a visual artist working in county Kildare, Ireland.
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Wednesday
Garden Lullaby Lyrics, Melody to follow
My garden sang a lullaby last Summer
Reminding me of characters of old
Of folk and dogs and friends who are no
longer
Of laughter, tears and hugs that warmed my
soul
My garden sang a lullaby last Summer
It started in the heartwood of the tree
The wild flowers joined the grasses in the
chorus
Of robins, wrens and dragonflies and bees
They sang with dandelions sending sunshine
And singing to the pearly rain-washed sky
The poppies danced and swayed in bright red
scarlet
But no ladybird was there to sing her line
They sang how blackbirds queued for bathing
water
Joined by a cheeky sparrow, or three
How starlings used to splash in all together
Now the birdbaths sitting still and calm and
free
Next doors wild gardens home to teaspoon pink
birds
A brand-new car park may be on the cards
For SUV’s and E cars and Tour busses
For wild things tarmac’s simply way too hard
They say wild things are moving towards the
west coast
To find a home that’s safe, where they can be
But so too are so many folk and tourists
There are no more meadows once you reach the
sea
My gardens lullaby has helped me tune in
To lullabies of meadows, woods and fields
The oceans, lakes and streams and flowing
rivers
Are singing farewell nocturns in the breeze
Umbrella pines of Rome are slowly dying
Their majesty is fading in full view
Infested by a tiny vicious army
Can we save these ancient souls of Rome?
They say that even small things make a
difference
And maybe I can make a difference too
I’m listening to the songs from my garden
Where wild things nest, and live and rest and
bloom
Songs from flowers, grass and trees
Songs from insects, birds and bees
Songs my garden sings
Songs from oceans, hills and bogs
These are natures songs of love
Songs our wild world sings
Monday
OWNING MY SHOWDOGS
A wise acquaintance at the Tyrone Guthrie Centre once told
me ‘Don’t hide your showdogs’. I asked
her what she meant. She said ‘I’m
talking about your portraits of animals’
She said ‘They bring joy and they pay your way.’
At that time, I felt it was considered ‘un professional’ or
would do damage to my ‘perceived’ reputation as a budding artist to advertise I
could capture the personality of animals on canvas. Different times, I know.
Another conversation yesterday speaking of sighthounds, their incredible awareness, connection, sense of humour… a handful and so worth it…
It brought back my own two, Joey and PepR, best
of pals to each other and to me for over 14 years.
I am grateful I have been able to create
a lasting memory on canvas of cherished lifetime friends and companions.
Thursday
40th Annual Tuckmill Exhibition at the Moat Club Naas this weekend
Dining hall, Trinity College Dublin
Chinese inks, 24 carat gold on silk on canves
40th Annual Tuckmill Exhibition at the Moat Club Naas this weekend, opening hours Saturday the 15th from 12:30pm to 5:30pm and Sunday the 16th from 12:00pm to 5:00pm.
Wednesday
Glorious Greyhounds
Friday
Song; Summer Patchwork Quilt
Patchwork Quilt Song & Lyrics by
Sheena Meagher
Feb 2025
My mother knit a patchwork
quilt one Summer
Embroidered all our names
on fields of purl
Each coloured patch a
memory of her laughter
And now she’s gone I’m
weaving my own quilt
Chorus
Quilt of laughter, quilt
so bright
For the days and for the
nights
So light and yet so strong
Quilt of comfort
Quilt so warm
Sure protection from the
storms
That’s my patchwork quilt
I’m weaving joyful yellows
whites and azures
With heartfelt greens and
deepest reds and blues
When I encounter murky
shades and ochres
I stitch them round with
clear and stronger hues
Sometimes a song, a place,
a tune or perfume
Will catch my heart, my
eyes, my thoughts, my soul
And I’m transported to
that patch of memory
Reliving moments that were
dear to me
My mother knit a patchwork
quilt one Summer
Embroidered all our names
on fields of purl
Each coloured patch a
memory of her laughter
And now she’s gone I’m
making my own quilt
Yes now she’s gone I’m
making my own quilt
*purl is the name of a stitch in knitting
Thursday
Portraits of Lola and Amber; Portraits of two dogs
Lola; a very loving and energetic lab, going a little grey,
aged 6, with a distinctive white blaze. Her portrait shows Lola looking like
she is laughing at something- and yet relaxed. Her coat is gleaming.
This portrait is one of a pair,
Amber is Lola’s companion. As a pair the portraits relate to each other, while giving each dog their own space.
Chinese inks on deep edged canvas.
Testimonial from their owner;
"I asked Sheena if she would do a painting of our
two lovely rescue dogs, Amber and Lola, as a present to celebrate my husband’s
birthday. I knew Sheena’s work and knew her love of dogs,
especially rascally rescue dogs, so was delighted when she agreed.
Sheena came over to the house when Noel was away to get
to know the dogs. The dogs were very excited at first with a new visitor,
especially one who was so fond of dogs herself. But they soon relaxed after
their initial welcoming ceremony and settled themselves next to each other on
the sofa in the sun room in their usual positions to see what would happen
next. Sheena took lots of photos of them there and then we all went outside for
a look round the garden and for Sheena to get a feel for where our dogs spend
most of their outside time.
From what she saw from the dogs and their relationship,
she suggested that two pictures would be best, with Amber and Lola looking at
each other. And rather than having them side by side on the sun room sofa, she
thought they would look better in an outside setting.
The resulting paintings are fantastic and we are
delighted with them. They really portray the dogs’ looks and expressions and
they have been much admired by visitors to the house. It is such a pity that
Amber and Lola cannot appreciate them too!
As well as the two paintings, Sheena also had printed for
us some note cards with the dogs’ pictures on them, so we can share them with
our family and friends. What a great idea!"
Sally McCaffrey
Honorary Secretary, KWWSPCA
Saturday
Surf Songs
A pal gave a friend and I a present of a surf lesson in Lahinch. Each time we tried to use the voucher something went wrong; the weather, an appointment, a …. Eventually it was ‘use it or lose it’ as I had to come home to Kildare so a date was set in stone. The class happened on the day Hurricane Ivan hit Liscannor Bay.
And so I wrote a song 'Surfing Hurricane Ivan in Liscannor Bay.' It described the surf lesson, pro surfers flooding in to surf Ailean’s under the Cliffs of Mohar, Aill Na Searrach, (Leap of the Foals), the journey from Naas to Clare, pit stops at Obama Plaza, Blakes Corner, Ennistymon, Clare, and, maybe one day succeeding at surfing.
I sang it
one night in Ennis at a singing session in the Copper Jug. Afterwards another singer asked me “Did you
write that song?” “Yes” “Will you write a positive surfing song? I’m a surfer and I’d love a positive song
about surfing.”
And so I wrote ’Surf’s My Love’, set to the beautiful melody, Sì Beag, Sì Mor by Turlough O Carolan, and Erica
Nicholas, the singer and surfer sang it at another session in Cnoc Na Gaoithe
in Tulla. It got 20K hits on FB. I recorded her singing ‘Surf’s My Love’ in
the Corner Stone in Lahinch, with Eoin O Neill playing bouzouki. It was released and I joined IMRO which led
to a song writing workshop with Buddy Mondlock and more….
Isn’t life is full of unexpected twists and turns?
Wednesday
Our Cosmic Path, FSJ Spirituality House, Spanish Point, Co. Clare
I was delighted to be invited to be part of the team creating the Cosmic Path which is to be found at Spirituality House, Spanish Point, Co. Clare. The project was conceived by director Nóirin Lynch and Linda Hebenstreit to help explain the history of our planet over thirteen point seven billion years in fourteen mosaic tiles which are set in a path cut into the grasses outside Spirituality House.
Designed by Gabrielle Qwynn, the mosaics were created by mosaic artist Gabrielle O Brien with the help of Linda, Shona Blake and I. Used to working ‘sola’ as a visual artist, I loved being part of a collaborative team under the direction of Gabrielle O B (Gabi). It was a steep learning curve for me, intense work on hot, sunny summers days in Gabrielle’s studio, lots of laughter. I loved the teamwork, the power of the mosaic, the absolute attention to detail, finding the exact piece, shape, colour, the many synchronicities that occurred. I also discovered my own limitations- the power-driven shape-cutting saws and sanders, essential; tools for mosaic designs of this nature were out of my comfort zone. Grouting day, on site at Spanish Point with fourteen more participants and photographer was a wonderful experience.
The ‘full spectrum’ approach set out by Nóirin and adopted from the outset by all involved was
educational, ecological, with beautiful, inspirational designs and implemented with care.
I found the whole experience truly go hiontach ar fad.
Mosaic Number 14 Looking Out -Choosing A Bright Future
*Photographs reproduced with permission from Spirituality House, Spanish Point
Tuesday
Dublin City Liffey Swim
Monday
Creating a reminder of truly wild Nature
Sunday
Sunday Wink goes to the term 'Pub pub'
My 'Sunday Wink' goes to the term 'Pub pub', replacing that awful sounding term 'Wet pub'. (Nothing could be further from snug, welcoming pubs). I'm not so keen on the term 'Gastro pub' either - the term is too like gastric troubles than gastronomy in my mind.
Thursday
‘Wild Irish Hare, Spring Forward’
Tuesday
DUBLIN ART BOOK FAIR 2020
This wonderful exhibition os now online and open To see all the books visit the Temple Bar Gallery website and select 'Shop'.
A direct Link to Because the Small Things Matter (ahem!)
Tuckmill Annual Fine Art Exhibition; Church of Our Lady and St. David and Mc Auley Place
Delighted to have my painting of Church of Our Lady and St. David and Mc Auley Place in the shop window.
Thursday
‘Because The Small Things Matter. They Make All The Difference’ selected for the Dublin Art Book Fair 2020
Because The Small Things Matter. They Make All The Difference’ has been selected to be featured at the Temple Bar Gallery + Studios in Dublin Art Book Fair 2020: Design as an Attitude from 23 November — 06 December 2020, curated by world leading design critic and author Alice Rawsthorn.
Tuesday
WILD ATLANTIC WAY ART SALE for ENABLE iRELAND
Sunday
Enable Ireland Fundraiser ‘The Wild Atlantic Way’ Lahinch Beach Sunset, Liscannor Bay
My last time by the sea was at the end of September when I witnessed an amazing sunset at Lahinch Beach, Liscannor Bay, Co. Clare. The whole scene- sky, sea, land and beach turned rose gold – a wonderful end to a magnificent day, a fabulous start to a magical evening. It inspired a series of paintings; three are part of the Enable Ireland Fundraiser ‘The Wild Atlantic Way’ next month.
Saturday
Culture Night 2020 at the Tuckmill Gallery, Naas, Co. Kildare































