Drinking a Guinness

This guy seems to be pondering life at an Irish pub over a Guinness. Oil on 7"h x 5"w stretched linen.

Enjoying a Pint

A enjoys a  pint in an Irish Pub. He seems to be a pub regular. Oil on 12"h x 9"w stretched linen. SOLD.

The Oval Pub

An afternoon at The Oval Pub in Cork, Ireland. Oil on 16"h x 20"w stretched linen. SOLD.

Lunch at the Pub II

Checking phone messages over a Bulmers during lunch at a pub in Dublin. Oil on 8" x 8" canvas. For sale at Gallery on 43rd Street, Pittsburgh, PA. SOLD.

The Palace Bar

This is another view of the Palace Bar on a crowded afternoon. SOLD.

The Palace Bar III

Oil on 16" h x 20"w stretched canvas. For sale at Gallery on 43rd Street, Pittsburgh, PA. SOLD.

The Palace Bar II

A scene of some gentlemen having a drink at the Palace Bar in Dublin, Ireland. This was the very first pub I visited while there. My husband did not sleep on the plane, so he decided to take a short nap to ensure that he could keep up with the rigorous pub schedule I had planned. We only had two days to spend in Dublin and I didn't want to waste any time, so I did something I never thought myself capable of... I visited a pub alone!

At around 3:00 in the afternoon, I walked to the bridge to take photos while the sun shined, as the sun was very unpredictable that day. Clouds eventually replaced the sun, and my list of ten pubs to visit and photograph weighed on me, so I went to the easiest pub to find, which was the Palace Bar. Other than two gentlemen sitting at the front bar, and the few sitting in the back room, the place was not very busy. I sat on the stool at the bar closest to the door so I could make a quick exit if sitting alone felt too weird. I ordered a Guinness, which seemed like a bad idea while operating on only four hours of sleep, but the Guinness was on my bucket list so I took the first opportunity to order one. I sat and wrote in my journal and reviewed my existing photos while planning how to snap a few pictures of the bar without upsetting the regulars. The guys at the bar asked me if I was visiting, which broke the ice, and we had a pleasant conversation. I decided that nobody should be afraid to go to a pub in Ireland alone (everywhere else is a different story.) The guys at the bar even let me photograph them :) I juxtaposed one of them into this painting, he is the man on the far right. SOLD.

Girl Talk at the Pub

This is a painting of a pub in Dublin during a quiet afternoon. Two girls seem to be sharing stories about their days. Oil on 12"h x 9"w stretched linen canvas. SOLD.

Reading at the Pub II

A painting of a guy reading in a quiet pub in Wexford, Ireland. Oil on 8" x 8" x 1 1/2" stretched canvas. SOLD.

Off Duty Fisherman

I'm not sure if the man in the painting is a fisherman or not, but this is how I've always envisioned them, so that's what I'm calling him. He is waiting for a friend to return, probably from the super-crowded restroom (I had to wait in line forever because we thought someone was in there, but it turned out that the door was just stuck.) This was at a pub in Cork, Ireland on a Sunday afternoon. Oil on 8" x 8" x 1 1/2" stretched canvas. SOLD.