WashedUp is a photography project which captures the beauty found on the beaches and coastline of Ireland. Featuring abstract images, close ups and views. It focuses on the natural elements and does not feature rubbish items. The aim is to focus on the natural beauty and not to celebrate […]

Washed Up - Photography Project with poems

Ballyvoney Cove   Seaweed creatures abandoned on the sea-worn shore, sepia ribbons tangle  on the shingle bed. The brown vertebrae  of algae monsters waiting for their ocean mother to bring them home. Where green maps on the grey stone by copper streaked caves, the sanguine filaments of life  await the […]

Ballyvoney Cove, Co. Waterford

Tower Bay Cove 15th August 2017 A precarious downward climb led me to a secluded cove, embraced by the rugged arms of ancient layered rock. The home-coming sea gently washed the sand, brininging gifts of shells and coloured seaweeds to bathe in the sun. Ciaran Burke

Tower Bay Cove, Portrane, Co. Dublin

Rosslare Strand 2nd April 2017 Under the heavens’ azure floor, a chalice of copper lies, where a golden star fell from the sea, stranded on grains of time. Washed by the cold sun, wrapped in a shroud of wind, Sea Star, where will you rest in peace? Ciaran Burke

Rosslare Strand, Co. Wexford 2

Magheramore Beach 27th August 2017 Fathers carry the burdens, passing farmyard and fields. As their children race to the golden crescent of sand, turning to silver under shallow tide, beneath the dying hours of late summer sun. Rocks clothed in verdant living fur, will soon be alone again, as the […]

Magheramore Beach, Co. Wicklow

Rosslare Strand 2nd January 2016 A stormy start to the New Year brought a fresh and energetic atmosphere with the wind. Between the clouds a hopeful sun illuminated seaweed, shells and sea-tossed stones. Ciaran Burke  

Rosslare Strand, Co. Wexford

Letter Beach 24th August 2017 No waves, marks left on silent sands, white lines on grey. Solitary shells, scattered stones, forgotten pools and sediment of hardened time. A cargo on the tide, a journey to end in emptiness, where once rushing waters widen to calmly join the rhythm of the […]

Letter Beach, Co. Kerry

Sandymount Strand 23rd April 2017 In the shadow of modern incineration and noctalgic stripes of white and red, sad sands are naked, their salty cloak kept at bay. Life is on two legs and four, coming and going on black rubber wheels. Nike souls leave their stamps, as Goretex steps […]

Sandymount, Dublin

Carne Beach, Wexford 15th August 2016 Ridges tell the tale of ever changing tides, spiralled messages in code. Shallow pools, a sky story told. Ancient mammoths unmoved, tangled in dreams of black and green. Under wet blankets their stories are silent. Eternal Sleep. Ciaran Burke

Carne Beach