Buying an original piece of art


I remember many years ago whilst exhibiting at Dublin’s annual Artfair, a particular visitor walking backwards and forwards past my art on display without ever pausing to stop.


Once every thirty minutes or so I would see her pass by, slowly enough to casually glance at my paintings but never actually crossing the threshold into my display booth.


Eventually, I think towards the end of the day, she finally stopped, smiled, seemed to take a deep breath, and walked over to speak with me.


I will never forget that encounter or the words that she spoke.


She pointed to a painting on the wall behind me. It was a large colourful oil called ‘The Colour of Spring” and was the first in what would become a series. She said “I love it. I can’t afford it, but I simply cannot go home without it”. She had literally fallen in love with the painting.

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Art will do that. It somehow reaches out and speaks to us at a deeper aesthetic

level. Colour literally has a vibration in the way it reflects light, and brush strokes weave a tapestry that has a rhythmic vocal quality. It’s hard to quantify why a particular painting speaks to us in this manner but a painting can certainly cause a heart to flutter.


The joy of art is its uniqueness and individuality. In the same way that no two

clouds are ever exactly the same, no two paintings are ever identical. The

great French impressionist Claude Monet taught us to look more deeply into

nature. He would paint the same motif over and over but with differing light  

effects. He would reveal subtle changes in hue, tone, tint and shadow, and

reveal colours that hitherto lay hidden from us.

Impressionism is thus intoxicating to me, almost like a narcotic although it’s a drug that I can never overdose on. It’s not uncommon for me to become tearful while painting. Ask me why I am crying and I won’t be able to explain but emotionally it feels like euphoria and grief combined. I remember every single painting that I have ever produced, and they are essentially an extension of my personality.


When you buy an original piece of art, you are not simply decorating a wall. You are making a statement. I often say that “experiences, not things, bring enduring happiness” and it’s a truth in terms of our emotional and psychological wellbeing. When you choose to live with an original painting you are inviting warm daily experiences of wonder and awe. They can genuinely contribute to your sense of happiness.


That young woman at the Art fair bought ‘The Colour of Spring’ and went home very happy. She radiated a sense of joy. When she finally said goodbye and wandered off towards the City, it seemed she had rediscovered a long lost friend. Twenty years later, I hope they still live and chat with each other.


If there is a piece of Lee’s original art that you would like to consider owning, simply drop him a line with the name of the painting on the contact page. Original art is often more affordable than you think.