Folcadh i bPortach

20 x 25cm. Oil on gallery wrapped linen, ready to hang.
Folcadh i bPortach - Bog Bathing
 
She sits among the slopes, the bog soft beneath her, mist rising like breath from the earth. The air is thick with drizzle and light, a warmth that seeps through the fog rather than beyond it. Around her, the mountains fade and reappear, shifting with the weather’s mood. There’s no divide between her and the day, she meets it openly, content to be part of its softness and change.