Getting Bogged Down: The State and the Natural Environment in Art

Getting Bogged Down: The State and the Natural Environment in Art

We have no prairies To slice a big sun at evening– Everywhere the eye concedes to Encrouching horizon, Is wooed into the cyclops’ eye Of a tarn. Our unfenced country Is bog that keeps crusting Between the sights of the sun “Bogland” by Seamus Heaney A fascinating exhibition called BogSkin has just finished in the RHA (Royal Hibernian Academy of Arts) in Dublin celebrating the long relationship between the Irish people and their changing percepti…