Visual Arts Open Call Finalist 2021 Breathe….
Visual Arts Open Finalist
Update Visual Arts Open 2021
Visual Arts Open 2021 Finalist Well I am delighted to share that my piece has been selected as one of 33 final pieces out of 2,500 artist submissions. The finalists are listed here: https://www.visualartopen.com/finalists-2021. It’s official I am going to international exhibition once again. I feel honoured to have this opportunity. The winner is decided…
The Unfinished Piece
I have been working on a particular painting since 2016. I would engage and disengage…
Covid-19 Experience
Pre Virus As you will know from previous posts I have been undergoing treatment with a chemotherapy tablet, this means that I have been sheilding. It has been 16 weeks now (4 whole months). I began ‘quarantining’ off my own back early in March (official lockdown began on the 23rd) The Virus Unbeknown to me…
Life Lessons
What life has taught me on a personal level, hoping to help you make sense of your life. Exploring the grace in being human.
Black Lives Do Matter
#blacklivesmatter movement “Beacons” song by Nik Ammar https://youtu.be/TFCeHJSe5Dc There are many conflicting understandings out there about this movement and people are battling back. Firstly I need to say I am not black, I can lay no claim to personally understanding the ingrained generations of experience that are coming into public awareness right now. I do…
The Invitation
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Awareness
Being in awareness this year
Identity
Who are we?
In Search Of Meaning (ii)
Continuing searching for a sense of meaning
A Search for Meaning (i)
Searching for sense of meaning
Taking A Step
Very recently a long time friend of mine turned up at the Community Art Studio with the above gifts. A little hand decorated box filled with some shamanic love. I have been lost for words other than thank you for some time. In this past week these have played a beautiful part in preparation for…
D-day
Finally today I begun my chemotherapy treatment. It has been a long time in the waiting, many hurdles none of my own making however the day has been and gone the first two pills taken. I have not been one for medicines as previously mentioned but I just have to believe this will make a…
Love
~ by Jeff Foster ~ Love is not a feeling. If love were a feeling, it would come and go, like in a great drama. Love is not a thought. If love were a thought, it would have an opposite. Love is too small to be contained in thought. Love is not a belief. If…
Poem~ The Passing Of The Lost Lands
~ by Stacie Amelia ~ An abyss falls within, an unwelcome weight, pulling down into darkness where the other lost wait. Each soul is crying in heaviness of grief, (There is hope though for that pain to fall away ...like a leaf) It takes time for each soul to find their own way out, be…
Seeds Planted
From seeds once planted So much has happened, so much experienced and processed. Life has a wonderful way of occurring regardless. I'm forever writing and rewriting this blog post and yet not publishing it. I have been in and out of heart and thought, everything keeps shifting, changing and I'm forever doing my level best…
Vulnerability
Part of my life turning upside down was learning I have both a rare health condition called Transverse Myelitis as well as Multiple Sclerosis. Neither condition can be cured, the Multiple Sclerosis may or may not get worse and I now need to help sustain my current health by injecting medication. Having been someone whom…
In Search Of Meaning (ii)
Why here? Why now? Why at all? This blog post is more on a personal note than the others. It is more a pulling together of everything to date so I can consciously move forward into a fuller focus and commitment to this work. I hope naturally though that the posts that follow are more…
In The Still Moments
In the still moments I find I am sitting with much grief. Grief has to be the most painful emotional experience of them all, feeling attachment to something we hold dear whilst simultaneously knowing we can not be connected to that anymore. The swirl fleeting between feeling the yearning for and the feeling of loss,…
In Search of Meaning (i)
It has been an arduous task trying to define most precisely what I have been aiming towards with this work. I have spent many months in a sort of hibernation, tossing and turning towards understanding my real intention here. This is it. Fundamentally I am searching to understand how each of us make meaning of…
Stacie Amelia Contemporary Fine Arts 