Ian Fleming artist+

17/03/2025

HappyPaddy’sDay
Here’s one I made earlier…!

From an exhibition called Threads of Power
Title: aSAINT_the turning of Tara

“Before Tara I arise today through a mighty strength” …in a battle reminiscent of Elijah and the Prophets of Baal, St. Patrick challenged the spiritual and political leaders of Ireland by lighting the ‘Paschal fire’ on the Hill of Slane on March 25th 433 AD.

02/07/2024

Title: Breakpoint: 03_Portnaglass, Tory Island, Donegal
The Breakpoint series is part of a study for ‘Rock>

06/06/2024

Really fantastic to be out on Tory Island, Donegal for a few days and to get a bit of painting done between a few pints of the black stuff and the chats with friends old and new

15/08/2023

Personally I have missed Theresa over the past couple of years as ill health took its toll…

The very first time I saw Theresa a dozen years ago, I thought I was looking at my own mother. Initially I said nothing because I thought it would be ‘weird’, but a couple of years ago I was able to share that with her.

It’s my impression that Theresa was a close confidant and a very practical friend to many, many people in ways that were generally unknown. A gentle and generous spirit… as long as you weren’t doing something stupid!

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29/07/2023

A short video clip of v1 Borderline | Stranger in a Strangeland multiscreen screen presentation that I have entered to this year’s RUA Open Submission.

No idea if it will make it through the selection process, but even if it doesn’t, I’m intent on producing and widely exhibiting several versions.

29/07/2023

Borderline | Stranger in a Strangeland, is a multiscreen presentation which I have entered into this year’s RUA show. I’ve no idea whether it will be accepted, but even if it isn’t I intend to create a number of different versions of the ‘artwork’ that can be exhibited as widely as possible.

I don’t ask for help very often, but here goes…

I’m looking for old iPads and iPhones that aren’t being used anymore. If you have something, would you consider either gifting, lending or selling them to me?

more info in the comments

22/07/2022

Ok… I’ll come right out and say it!
If I don’t know how to use this stuff by now then I suppose it is probably time to recycle these! ♻️

16/10/2021

16/10/2021

One from the archives... a friend recently put up a post saying how they had enjoyed this project...

In 1999, I received a Year of the Artist award as part of the Millennium celebrations and I organised a project based around Cregagh Glen in Belfast.

I invited Deirdre Robb and Susan Gorsen to collaborate with me during the week long activities. We worked with a local youth group and other members of the community and arts groups to focus on creative environmental art activities. It involved performance art, workshops, and focused on growth and decay as natural processes and how beauty can be encountered in all aspects of nature and art.
We made temporary interventions with the water course, looked at how nature created natural sculptures with logs and fallen trees and how processes of erosion sculpted our environment.
We created temporary artworks with river rolled stones, wrapping and combining them in many ways with colourful threads and textiles.
In truth there were an incredible range of activities and 20+yrs later I would need to refresh my memory by delving back into the archives. I will do so …and report back, but in the meantime I found these images of Cregagh Glen which might refresh a few memories!

I also ought to to pay tribute to the incomparable Billy Coulter for his boundless patience and forbearance.

🤔🙄😳🤓

09/01/2021

Pleased to report that Co_incidence_0279 managed to find a new home at Christmas.

14/12/2020

Artist Note: The Field

Even without any representation of people in the painting, many aspects of the inspiration for this painting comes from John B Keane’s film of the same name...

Generations toiling on the land and questions of attachment, ownership and whether the land can support or indeed hold family together. This watercolour expresses my feelings about how I experienced encountering such a field on inishbofin off the coast of Connemara...

As I gained the height after a sustained climb along a small winding pathway leading away from the shore, I looked back and was fixed to the spot by the resounding pulse of the verdant green sward, standing out clearly from the untended scrublands that surrounded it. The bounds of this pasture defined the confines of a territory where generation after generation toiled in the face of sunshine, sea spray, storm, and invading seed blown in from the encroaching wilderness.

Undoubtedly the ground was well acquainted with the proceeds of blood, sweat and tears that dripped and mingled enriching the poor soils from labourers, hirelings, and cottier alike. Furrows ploughed up, exposing earth to air, allowing the promise of germination to flourish... all the while with eyes on the horizon, watching wave energy reflect on these shores, their energy driven off this coast again, journeying to find far shores on which to tell stories of these islands.