Personal piece for 'Without the Words' exhibition, curated by Illustrators Ireland.

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - 
That perches in the soul - 
And sings the tune without the words - 
And never stops - at all - 
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - 
And sore must be the storm - 
That could abash the little Bird 
That kept so many warm - 
I’ve heard it in the chillest land - 
And on the strangest Sea - 
Yet - never - in Extremity, 
It asked a crumb - of me.

-Emily Dickinson

Other Projects

Mediacom Murals
Gulliver - The O'Brien Press
Dublin Bowie Festival - Drive-In Saturday
Hepburn Forever - The Light House Cinema
The State of Us
Offset Portrait
The Gloss Magazine
Taste at Rustic
Le Cool Dublin Covers
Dublin Bowie Festival - Word on a Wing
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