Sinead M. Gallagher – Paintress
Sinead M. Gallagher – Paintress
Sinead M. Gallagher was born and raised in Co. Donegal on the Northwest coast of Ireland. After studying in Dublin and Derry, Sinead spent the following years in Vancouver, Canada and Berlin, Germany, as well as travelling throughout the southern United States. Since 2002, Sinead has established her own studio near Frankfurt, Germany, and exclusively dedicates her time to painting.
- a seacht
- berlin 050306 i
- berlin 050306 ii
- berlin 050306 iii
- close up of berlin I 050306
- close up of berlin II 050306
- god,love & murder
- rockchecker i
- rockchecker ii
- rockchecker iii
- rockchecker iv
The reason I paint is down to two things:
1/ I love music.
2/ I love oil paint.
If they didn’t exist, these paintings wouldn’t exist either, and I would be silently rocking in a corner somewhere. All of my work is executed to a soundtrack of rock & roll, punk rock, blues, klezmer, jazz, gypsy, country . . . the list goes on.
Whether you are a drummer, a poet or a painter, creativity all comes from the same place. So, for me, it is very natural to use music as a tool to create something very different. The energy and passion in the music is like petrol on a fire. It drives me on.
The same thing applies to oil paint. I love how it smells and looks. It has its own characteristics. It’s like driving an old car, you need to know what you are doing, and have a feel for it!
There is a thread running through all of my work - and that is the red I use. It is the same colour as blood, which is why my paintings are often referred to as aggressive. That’s what I like about it. It evokes feelings of love, hatred, passion, anger - all the things that keep us going.
I am fascinated by ‘old’ things and things that are falling apart: old factories, old cars, old towns, old bars. I try to recapture the textures of rust and worn-out surfaces in my paintings. I try not to think too much about an idea before I start it. Usually, my gut instinct is the one I follow. That’s how I hope people look at my stuff too: not with their head - but with their gut!
Here is a poem written about my paintings:
Introduction to Sinead Gallagher’s work By M. A. Littler (director and poet)
In the present A corner bar Is being demolished To make way for another stainless steel bistro With halogen lighting The museums are filled with empty canvases 3 x 4 meters Concept Art. You will find installations that confuse the Cleaning personnel Is this Art or Garbage? In the present Surfaces are being polished Whatever rusts must be destroyed Chance must be eradicated It’s about control. Music must be pretty Clean And Art must blend in with the furniture This Art Is a punch in the face of the present This art is raw Unpolished Elemental It rusts. Beauty is sought in decay Decay is sought in beauty Chance is invited Rust is appreciated Cracks are everywhere Control is not desired Jazz improvises Here you'll find improvisation Blues suffers Here you'll find suffering Rock n' Roll rages Here you'll find rage This Art is not the Art of the present This art is not Nostalgic It is the art of the future For the wave will come And it will wash away The stainless steel Bistros And the conceptual Art All that will Remain Will be the elemental All that will remain Will be the rust.
Sinead M. Gallagher – tMx 30 – 06/07
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