An original acrylic painting, on stretched canvas
10 X 20", unframed
$300.00, ( plus $25.00, to pack and ship )
( click on image to enlarge )
The title of this painting, is taken from a line in a very, very old, popular, Irish-American
song. I realize that by doubling up on that word "very", I risk sounding like Donald Trump,
trying to hide from the truth, by bolstering his falsehoods with doubled-up adjectives, in an
effort to sound more emphatically persuasive and believable, but in truth, I doubt that the
old song has been heard on any major, broadcast network in well over sixty years or
I have not done an internet search on that old song, so I do not know who wrote it,
but I do know why. The song was written to satisfy the market for songs which appealed
to the nostalgia and the longing, which the Irish-Americas felt, for the land they had to
leave behind. It may not even have been written by someone of Irish heritage: that was
not a prerequisite on tin-pan alley.
The song is the story of all the various ingredients, which went into creating that
perfect land, across the sea, including that bit of heaven, which were all then gathered
and somehow blended, until finally "They called it Ireland". The song was a standard for
Irish Tenors, who sang it on music and variety shows, on radio and television, right up
through the early 1950's, until the ratings system destroyed diversity in broadcasting.
The painting is probably as much of a cliche as that old song. We like to think of
Ireland, as a land of picturesque, green hills, dotted with charming, white-washed,
stone cottages, with thatched roofs, and also somehow, the eternal folk-tale of the
pot-of-gold at the end of the rainbow, always becomes a part of the mental image.
( Did any treasure-hunters ever stop to ask which end of the rainbow, was the
correct location of the gold? )
But, of course,the true picture of Irish history is a much sadder tale. I don't know
where that old expression about the "luck of the Irish" came from. In all the dark
years of the past centuries, good luck rarely visited that land.
This painting is now available custom framed, in a richly toned, molding, with a
fine, white-linen liner, for $360.00, ( plus $30.00, to carefully pack and ship ).