My name is Eddie Brannigan. Welcome to my art website. It’s raw, as I am figuring out how WordPress website construction works. Each time I think I have ‘solved’ a readability problem, the ‘solution’ produces a new problem. But bear with me. I will improve it bit by bit, as I figure out how this sorcery works! For now, paintings are arranged in order of the year (roughly) in which they were painted.
Paintings 2026




















Paintings 2025









Paintings 2024

Paintings 2023






Acrylic on board. 50cm x 70cm.

Acrylic on canvas. 50cm x 60cm

Acrylic on canvass. 50cm x 70cm.


Acrylic on board. 20cm x 30cm.
Paintings 2022




Acrylic on canvas. 80cm x 80cm.

Acrylic on wood. 40cm x 40cm.

Acrylic on found wood panel. 30cm x 40cm.

Acrylic on canvas. 50cm x 70cm.

Acrylic on wood. 30cm x 40cm.


Paintings 2021

Acrylic on canvas. 50cm x 70cm.


Acrylic on canvass. 50cm x 70cm.

Acrylic on wood. 80cm x 45cm

Paintings 2020

Acrylic on board. 50cmx70cm.

Acrylic on board. 50cm x 70cm.

Acrylic on canvas. 50cm x 70cm.
All together now……



















































THOSE LONELY ROADS: In Ireland, I like to go up to the wild and empty Dublin and Wicklow mountains. Lonesome winding high roads and meandering boreens (little roads).
Nowadays, the Military Road, built in the early 1800s and windswept every day since, is mostly frequented by sheep. But I can almost hear the echoes of weary marching under heavy low skies. Soggy soldiers, glum and taunted by rain and rebels, trudging their wintry way to the barracks at Glencree or distant Aughavannagh.
But that’s winter. My paintings below, all recent works, are in spring and summer. So only threatening to rain most of the time, rather than raining all of of the time.










The old mountain roads (2026. Acrylic on card. Various sizes).
A few years ago, I saw a woman waiting at a metro station in Brussels. I was really struck by the brilliance of her emerald coat and hair. Inspiration in the everyday. So when I went home, I painted the memory.
The woman in the green coat (2022)
ATHENS: I have spent much of my life in Greece. Mostly in the roiling, roaring, heaving city of Athens. Huge, yet human.
Buildings in Athens almost jostle each other. One painting in this set imagines the stately Old Athens being overlooked by a looming boisterous newer Athens.
And yet, despite all the cement and heat, the art and the fruit and the music and the colours and the people persist, and resist, and insist on the essential humanity of this great metropolis. That’s the idea that the painting of Drosopulou Street is trying to carry….am I inferring too much?







And the classical building – that is the National Archaeological Museum in Athens. That was a practice sketch I did early one morning last Christmas in Athens while my wife was sleeping.
Across the narrow water, a ferry or Flying Dolphin (or Swimming Bird or whatever its called) will take you to the noisy quiet of nearby Aegina island. That green taverna there in the pictures below is a thing of beauty that sits in the port front and never changes.
