Galway

Connemara has a way of stopping you in your tracks. I can be driving the coast road between Ballyconneely and Roundstone, thinking about nothing in particular, and suddenly the light shifts over the bog and the Twelve Bens appear like something from another century. It never gets old.

I make the trip from Cork as often as I can, drawn back by that particular Connemara atmosphere, the one where low cloud drags across the mountains and the Atlantic throws itself at the granite. Clifden, the wild emptiness of the boglands, the limestone pavements of Inis Mór. Every visit gives me something different.

This collection brings together my favourite images from years of returning to these places. Moody skies over Roundstone Harbour, first light on the Bens, the stark beauty of the Aran Islands. Connemara in all its drama and quiet!