Our attachment to our ancestral homeland is psychological and deeply emotional. Nowhere more so than Ireland where for centuries the wind, the rain and the sea have shaped a land and its people. Along with the land, Ireland is shaped by its devotion to the spiritual world. From pre history there are stone constructions and burial mounds that tell of a people who looked to the heavens for guidance then, and through Celtic times to Christianity. This is the pull I felt as a sixth generation Canadian going in search of my roots

Angel of Wicklow
Title: Angel of Wicklow.
Title: Glenalough.
Monet at Powerscourt
Title: Monet at Powerscourt.
Slane Abby.
Title: Slane Abby.
The Long Walk
Title: The Long Walk.

The phrase “our native land” presupposes a bond between the spiritual and the material, between culture and territory. In Ireland, this is a complex reality, in which complex social structures and traditions have evolved from antiquity. Deeply ingrained in this culture is the element of beauty; this lyricism lies at the centre of their written word, their music, the art and architecture produced through the ages. This past has left an imprint on the present, as it will on the future.

Title: Newgrange.
Stones of Ireland
Title: Stones of Ireland.
Title: Tara.

Driving around Ireland’s perimeter allows one to view the immense Atlantic that gives this island its solitude. In the foreground are still useful peat beds, rocky slopes scattered with sheep and occasionally sparkling white villages hugging the shoreline. My month long journey through this land dwells on the green solitude I felt and the enchantment of space.

Museum on the North Atlantic
Title: Museum on the North Atlantic.
Skellig Islands
Title: Skellig Islands.
Ceide Fields
Title: Ceide Fields.