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In short, Cill Rialaig was such a gift! I got to know other fantastic artists, with whom I strolled and partied... my communion with nature was overwhelming and I painted so much due to the amount of inspiration that at the end I finish hanging my paintings from beams as if they were clothes in order to get dried, because there was no more space left :) ------------------------------ En resumen, Cill Rialaig fue El regalo! Conocí e hice amistad con otros magníficos artistas, con los cuales paseaba y festejaba... mi comunión con la naturaleza fue abrumadora y pinté tanto debido a las fuentes de inspiración que al final terminé tendiendo mis pinturas de las vigas, cual si fueran ropas para secarse, porque no había ya ningún espacio más :)

When I first arrived to Cill Rialaig I was frightened. The cottages are at the end of the world. It was very difficult to arrive there, because it was midnight, most of the signals were in gaelic and I couldn't see almost nothing because it was such a foggy day. I saw no soul around... and I asked myself if I could be able to be there alone for 6 weeks... so this is the first painting I made there... ------------------------ Cuando recién llegué a Cill Rialaig estaba atemorizada. Las cabañas están en el fin del mundo. Fue muy dificil llegar allá, porque era medianoche, casi todas las señalizaciones estaban en gaélico y casi no podía ver nada por la niebla. No parecía haber un alma ahí...y me pregunté a mi misma si sería capaz de estar ahí sola por 6 semanas... así que éste fue el primer cuadro que pinté.

My art residence in Cill Rialaig finished. I could still be there this week, but after 5 weeks of pursuing lambs on my bike (that is fun!), loosing my breath everyday at all hours with that celtic landscape in which words, and even photographs have really nothing to say ... well, the fact is that my only way to catch all that magic was through my paintings...and I ran out of materials...and I didn't know how could I bring all those 25 paintings to Dublin, so I reckoned on a lift that a wonderful Dubliner offered me in his huge van and now I am in Dublin. This pic is from the Skellig Islands...when I first saw them I was without breath, someone once told me that we can reckon the quality of our life from the moments we have been without breath... in this place I was without breath most of the time, so I just can tell that these 5 weeks in Cill Rialaig were a full life for me... Thanks -------------------------- Mi residencia artística en Cill Rialaig llegó a su fin. Podría aún esta...