Elaine

I do not know why I am watching this debate. I really don’t know.

Listening to Pascal tonight and every time he says Budget, I am hearing him say Bullshit.

Which is bizarre, and arguably Freudian.

It’s the whole combo 😂

Delighted with myself tonight.
I actually took my makeup off before falling into bed.

Tectonic plates and volcanoes ? Ox bow lakes? Sea stacks? That’s me done.

So is it a good thing if your national flag is randomly hanging from a street lamp? If it was an advertisement for something it would need permission or it’s litter.

I’m very conflicted by equating the national flag with reportable litter though.

Can't believe anyone here's daft enough to believe it, but just in case let me reiterate: none of my paintings are authorized to be sold on Temu. The hundreds of items there with my paintings on, are using stolen images, are very poor resolution, and I'm earning nothing. Feel free to report them.

Mulling over my still-wired despite 5am being near, I’ve recollected the non-decaf coffee at 2.30pm and the half-can of non-decaf cola at 6.30.

Woe.

Posting will be erratic today and over next few days as I'm having my annual online sale of new paintings (postponed from last year) - and am up to my tonsils. See my website for details (liamdaly.com) Will happen simultaneously on my website and my FB art page (LiamDalyArt) #SpeirGorm

Portrait format in acrylics on canvas. Looking down on two rowing boats with dark shadows in the right half of the foreground, both pointing to viewer. Middle distance we look into a stone ochre coloured L-shaped pier coming out from the left with three small fishing boats moored. Water is rendered in painterly shades of teal and blues. Low strip of barren yellow-green land in distance dotted with white cottages. Behind are multi-peaked pale blue mountains, with paler ones behind. Blue sky has large white fluffy clouds sitting above mountains. One boat in foreground is orange inside with blue trim and blue oars inside, other to its right is white inside with red trim. Signed bottom left: Liam Daly

Have a #painting. "Roundstone Harbour" came out of idyllic trips in Connemara where I'd get to enjoy the shapes that harbours gift us and the odd bowl of soup. #SpeirGorm #ArtYear

Square format in painterly acrylics on canvas. Yellow sky. Dry stone walls of blue-grey zig-zag across the picture holding small uneven fields of lime grass littered with blue rocks and crimson weeds, many rocks having a bright side not far off white, and a dark side in shadow of very dark blue in the foreground to not as dark as the rocks and walls recede into the landscape. The side of the walls facing the viewer are mostly in shadow with light hitting the top stones and the odd one projecting out. In the second field from the front is a glade of half a dozen trees with abstracted foliage shapes of red and black against the yellow sky that cast a crimson shadow on a patch of rocks directly underneath. As fields near the horizon they change to more orange and softly undulating, and the walls have the odd punctuation of a blue red bush, before the distant pale blue gentle mountains stretching all the way across the canvas. Signed bottom right in red on dark alizarin just above the close up of rocks along the bottom that are the top of a dry stone wall, Liam Daly

Let me share a #painting of a place I've loved in the west of Ireland. "Connemara Field" came out of a day in south Conamara where I sat for hours by the side of a road with my bicycle, my paints, and my dreams. #SpeirGorm #ArtYear

Wide awake and finally decide to go to bed - and then the sweet sound of rain lands in.

I’m not sure I’d survive without it!

That’s such a stupid thing to do!

I do. But with no stamp through that period, that’s money I earned during my period of employment, that someone is minding for me and giving me whilst I am unemployed :)

I dunno. In two weeks I’ll be taking 6 weeks of unPTO. I keep telling my colleagues that I’ll be enjoying my brief period of unemployment.

Subtitles ruining songs for me again. Messing with Scissor Sisters now.

Carroll’s of the GPO

Happy haircut :)

Watching cars flying down the bus lane on the N4 before Liffey Valley on the approach to town. A couple nearly wiped out by buses as the bus leave the bus stop.
Would love to see them all get hauled in.

I rang the bank’s fraud section, explained what happened, confirmed I had given no details away and not downloaded anything or received any texts. And they told me my last 6 transactions, including the coffee I purchased in the middle of talking to the nice man.

I’ll use ring the bank directly when I get to the office, since he had already cancelled the transactions’. He said he was the bank so there was no need, to which I replied, ‘no, it’s grand, I’ll ring you back in a few minutes on the bank number’.

Dunno why, but he hung up on me.

On confirming neither were me, he said he would cancel both transactions. He then asked if I had a pen and paper to take down some details. I said that I didn’t as I am walking. He said that he would text them to me.
At this point, I was a little bored playing along so I said ‘sure it’s grand…

The card with anyone (with me, no I haven’t). He asked if I made a transaction with Eir for approx €230 this morning. Which I hadn’t. He also asked did I make a large IT purchase also this morning for approx €1100. Which I also hadn’t. He did give specific amounts btw, my memory is approximate.

I got a phone call today. The man ringing asked to speak to me by name and advised he was calling from Visa services as there had been unusual activity on my account. I asked which card and he said ‘your visa debit starting with…’ He asked did I know where my card was and had I shared details or

Yep. Even Dr didn’t get a look in. Not that I could tick that option.

At Bloom yesterday filling a competition entry for Pink Lady Apples. Had to choose a title from Mr or Mrs as part of the form, so essentially, being neither, I couldn’t fill out the form.
The Pink Lady Lady said I was making a whole fuss about nothing.
More annoyed with her than with the form now.

Went to the local coffee shop for thank you drinks tonight. Chatted with a random stranger for ages. And then some puzzle pieces slotted together and I got a massive hug because my mother was a huge influence on her life in many ways.
Yes, that’s you crying.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I love Lyra.

No babies were living out, I promise you.