@philipmossart

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View fullsize Delighted to have my painting “The Shipping Forecast” chosen to be on the cover of the @stingingfly. A big thank you to all involved and to @eimeargavin for the graphic design. I look forward to reading the book and the launch on the 24th
View fullsize Nearly finished. Fukushima. First part of a diptych. . . . #philipmoss #fukushima #nuclear #contemporaryart #irishart #irishartist
View fullsize A fantastic few days of art, food and friends. Thanks for the invite @davidelidawson. Great catching up with @nickmiller_studio and seeing his show in @art_space_gallery_london. . . . #corneliaparker #lucianfreud #miltonavery #basilbeattie #nickmille
View fullsize “Oestrogen” is the second painting in the shower series. As a man of sixty, I realise that my testosterone levels have dropped and maybe this is no bad thing. Sometimes I wonder if there was less testosterone in the world, would it be a k
View fullsize In 2020 I started a series of paintings loosely based around clouds and showers. Why wouldn’t you when the weather is a main talking point wherever you are! Lovely to see these paintings come to life in a beautiful gallery space. #meteireann
View fullsize Paige at the @regionalculturalcentre. Bog Butter and Haiku series in the background. . . . #irishart #philipmoss #bogbutter #haiku #irishartist #hupcork
View fullsize Haiku series. Oil on plaster on linen. A selection of paintings where the titles are more complicated than the image. . . . #philipmoss #irishart #irishartist #haiku
View fullsize The title of the piece is “The Wrong Side of the Rope”. This is the only sculpture in the show. It is about both physical and personal borders. . . . #philipmoss #louisebourgeois #corneliaparker #irishart #irishartist #thenightmanager #b
View fullsize Thinking of Freud and his family on this day. This painting is part of my show in the @regionalculturalcentre. The poem by the brilliant @gotthemeanreds (Emily Cooper) is a response to the image. The final painting was bought by the @opwireland a
View fullsize This triptych including “Orthopaedic Hospital”, “Big Bone” and “State” is the second piece in my show. The Orthopaedic Hospital where I spent two and a half years was in Castle Avenue, Clontarf. My mother made a
View fullsize Peanuts, Poems and Whiskey. What more could anyone ask for except more of course! The talented and witty @gotthemeanreds has written a few poems to accompany my exhibition at the @regionalculturalcentre. I hope there will be many more collaborations
View fullsize Lullaby. This is the first piece in my exhibition. It is about a time I spent in hospital as a child. I think of all the beds in all the institutions with people lying prone in them. The photograph is me, aged 6 with the Minister of Health. . . .
View fullsize Part 2: Bog butter. There used to be a fascinating little pub in Ardara run by a man called Patrick Gildea. He was a man of great intelligence and knowledge. Behind the well worn counter was a disk of bog butter. Bog butter can either be from meat
View fullsize Part 1: Turf. The subject of Turf has rightly become emotive and is full of ambiguity and contradiction. Nature and the environment are issues that I feel very strongly about, and the sight of a Hen Harrier quartering over a bog can lift my spirits
View fullsize My show “Unseen” is currently running now until the 3rd of September in the @regionalculturalcentre. The exhibition features new and recent large-scale work, an exhibition essay by Cristín Leach and textual responses by Emily Coope
View fullsize I first met Freud in 1987. He moved like a bantamweight boxer but had the hands of a heavyweight. His sideways hawklike stare made me feel distinctly uncomfortable. This was compounded by the fact that while I was at art collage he had been my hero.
View fullsize Lost in location. . . . #philipmoss #irishart @dawros_bay #camoflauge
View fullsize Boys from the border. 120 x 150 cm. . . . Having grown up during the troubles I was always frightened and disturbed by Balaclavas and in a similar way with hoods. . . . Those swampy damp towns of the Fermanagh border somehow have a resonance with fol