©️ User 326726150 · Poem - Inadvertent Incognita ©️ This poem was inspired by an interpersonal exchange this week. Inadvertent Incognita When you think, feel and know that you lived, there’s a story of what happened but nothing to prove that it did. Nothing of substance than can be touched to say for sure ‘yes’,…
The Space… Community Art Studio
I am working in partnership with the NHS to host this community art studio. The aim is to help people find the space to explore, express themselvesand grow both interpersonally and creatively.
Exhibition (2019)
shown up at Shambellie House for exhibition from 15th-30th November as part of an add on to the Royal Photographic Society’s (RPS) exhibition All works on display were incredible.
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…
Adversity and When Enough Is Enough
I have had to hold and work with a lot in this life, as too have so many others. There comes a point where we say enough! When we begin to chose what is important to our hearts, we chose to work with and through what matters most dearly at the end of the day.…
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,…
Entertaining Angels Unawares
On my journey I was sat next to an interesting lady of 82. Quite a character and happy to chat. Often she chose poetry or phrases from the bible to convey her sense of meaning which was quite endearing. We talked about health, family, love, youth, art... Moral code again. The older lady , we…
Connection
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking out new landscapes but in having new eyes.” ~ Marcel Proust This first trip has two purposes, to explore the 'beingness' of humanity and also to find some space within myself to be with my own soul and take the trip I was meant to take…
Stacie Amelia Contemporary Fine Arts 