Dave describes his work:
Along the coast of West Cork where I live, there are oak trees growing in very isolated places which, I imagine have never been touched by man because they’re just too hard to get to. I use a small inflatable to row into tiny inlets needing only very little water to float. I dig the fallen oak out of the mud and tie huge floats on to them then let the tide draw them up. I feel these virgin oak trees are direct descendants from the primeval oak forests which once covered Ireland and so it seems I’m starting from a clean slate trying to draw something out of it.
“Always returning to the woods in the South.
To the forests lost to me…….” Pablo Neruda