A few weeks ago someone described my pictures as “cloudscapes”. It kind of took me by surprise, and I wasn’t quite sure if it was a good or a bad thing…
Last Thursday I was driving down to Cork again, and again the clouds were doing their thing and move as fast as the car on the motorway.
From sparsely distributed over the Dublin sky they became dark and menacing in Monasterevin, by the time I reached Chair they started dissipating again letting the sun rays paint interesting colours on the hills.
As I arrived in Cork city, settled in the hotel I realised that in my 20 years in Ireland and despite coming to Cork almost every second week for the past few years I never actually managed to spend an evening in the city centre. So taking advantage of the sunny evening I decided it was time to get out and explore this beautiful city.
Walking along the River Lee, the clouds are doing their thing again, and play around with light and shapes.
Then it hit me, “cloudscapes” are what Ireland is all about. 🙂
Every day everyone talks about them, they are despised for the rain they bring when they are around, and if they are not there, everyone talks about how soon they will be back to ruin the party.
Yet I can’t stop but thinking how boring and plain would the Irish sky be without clouds, they make the green hills stand out, they diffuse the bright sun light at, dawn, midday, and dusk, they give character to every Irish landscape.
They even interact with houses, buildings and other human artefacts to create wild and interesting compositions.
“Cloudscapes” are an irish treasure and a reminder that we can always choose to interpret our experiences to be most useful and when we can do that, a dark cloud can become as good and meaningful as the brightest of sun. 🙂