Do you ever have a day, or a week, or a season in your life where despair is all you feel? The last few days, I have to admit, that’s the only word that floats to the surface. I’ve been riding some various-sized waves since my separation began last summer. I know for certain thatContinue reading “Despair.”
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Falling for the colours.
Lately I’ve been working seven days a week on two shows Monday to Friday, and illustrations for “Still Stace” on the weekends. In between furious sketching and painting, I escape for mini hikes, walks and bike rides around our neighbourhood. It is for my literal mental health, and helps to reset my soul. It’s Fall,Continue reading “Falling for the colours.”
Church.
Pausing along the Maple Ridge / Pitt Meadows Dyke trails to breathe in the mountain fog. Right now, this is my church. On my bike, sweating down these trails, God and I have it out. Almost every day. This (quarantine) time feels uncertain, in more ways than one. So, I confess my scariest fears. MyContinue reading “Church.”
STACEY CHOMIAK 