Robert Armstrong remembers the painter Michael Cullen, whose work is celebrated in an exhibition in the Waterford Gallery of Art
I first met Mick Cullen in 1970, when both of us were students on the foundation course at the National College of Art and Design. I was the youngest of the group and Mick, although only seven years older, already appeared to have a lifetime of experience. He was a skilled draughtsman, and he had painted accomplished portraits of villagers in Spain. He lived up the Dublin Mountains in Kilakee and smoked a pipe. He was quiet and thoughtful and as novice students we wanted to hear what he had to say. Even then, it was clear that he knew a lot about painting and philosophy. His gnomi
Margarita Cappock visits an exhibition that explores artists’ lived experience of becoming – or not becoming – a mother, in all its intricacy
Francis Halsall finds in Atsushi Kaga’s paintings an aesthetic influenced by Japanese culture, European art and everyday life
Emer McGarry offers insights into works included in the thematic exhibition ‘Inheritance’