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The paintings mentioned earlier in the thread had distinguishable brush strokes, as if the paint underneath was already dry, almost like wax that was soft and had hardened. There was a beautiful sense of efficiency and confidence. All the paintings were of local Irish country landscapes with horses and cows within short walking distance of her home, and possibly backyard. The colors were so perfect that you could get lost in the painting and imagine sitting on the grass in the painting and looking at the pink clouds and purple mountains. There was an almost velvet look to the finish with no glossiness. This was at Merion Square, in Dublin right across from the National Gallery.
There were some who seemed to try to immitate her style and would complain that no one was buying their work. One thing she said was that she'd been a painting teacher for 20 years but hadn't the energy for teaching anymore.
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