Like many others, I am deeply amazed by all things of Ancient Egypt.

Last night I was watching a programme about a mummy that resides in Belfast, called Takabuti

It was a fascinating TV show, though I had mixed feelings watching it.

Part of me wishes the mummies could have been left to rest in peace, but another part understands how they would have been lost for all time, simply stolen by grave robbers and traded at the “mummy markets” of the 1800s.

I once painted a picture of that most famous Ancient Egyptian, Tutankhamun which expresses my feelings.

The Mask is painted in black, white and shades of grey - with only the tear that runs down his face in the gold and blue colours of the real mask.

The title of the painting goes “Rest in Peace”, a privilege that can never be attained by the boy King - there comes his sorrow.