Hidden places. Quiet paths.
Small legends carried by sea‑wind and pine‑shadow.
These short films were recorded while carving
the pieces they belong to —
moments where a story, a landscape, and a
handmade object
found each other in the same breath.
If you step into them,
you’ll see the places that shaped my work:
forests, coves, waterfalls, cliffs,
and the quiet corners of Cork where stories
like to hide.
Hidden Gems of Cork -
Mullinhassig Wood & Waterfalls
A sunlit forest of falling water and quiet stories —
where a wanderer moves through moss and gentle paths,
toward a place deep in the woods
where something ancient waits in the hush between the trees and the waterfall’s sigh.
Hidden Gems of Cork -
Warrenscourt Forest
A quiet forest path where dusk gathers softly on old wood —
a place where something waits in the fading light,
where silence remembers more than it says,
and the heart finds a moment of rest beneath the trees.
Hidden Gems of Cork -
Robert's Cove
A small village, a rising path, and the long breath of the sea.
Up on Robert’s Head, where the wind meets the sea,
there is a quiet place on the hillside —
a spot where something waits,
where the heart can rest for a moment
before the light moves on.
Hidden Gems of Cork -
Moanbaun Woods
A forest where the wind never arrives with the same voice —
where moss softens every step,
and silence feels like a breath the world forgot to take.
Deep among the trees, on a path few wanderers find,
there is a place where something waits quietly,
a presence that listens,
and lets the heart rest as the forest sighs with you.
Hidden Gems of Cork -
Graball
A wanderer follows an old legend along the shoreline of Graball —
quiet paths, soft light, and the calm rhythm of the tenger guiding each step.
Up on the rocks, where stories cling to wind and salt,
there is a place where something waits in the stillness,
a presence shaped by tide and memory,
resting where the sea keeps its oldest secrets.
If one of these places speaks to you,
and you feel a story stirring,
I’m waiting in the pines.
