Words into silence, sense lost in cadence, In echoes of self voice becomes void, Distance is measured in the will to chance Truncated, topography not enjoyed, Touched intimacy at his behest Obscured by the questioning eye, Questions belie a seeker’s quest Before any journey, a goodbye? Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Author: antoniazen
Word-weaver and artist. I'm Co-founder of Nott Normal; a Nottinghamshire based independent accessible, adaptive and gently provocative arts collaboration. Resident story-weaver for set of virtual Cottage in the Woods courses by Yelala from late autumn 2020, early Spring 2021. My writing and art have recently been part of Poems on Prescription, the National Museum of Justice's (UK) acclaimed Letters of Restraint, and The National Holocaust Memorial Centre's (UK) What is Testimony? Art and written work has appeared in various independent publications including LeftLion, Miknaf Haaretz, and Proliterat. I'm a warrior of various disabilities and chronic illnesses with an MA in Human Security (Peace and Human Development). I've worked in creative conflict resolution, sustainability & interfaith work. I stood for parliament (& local gov) in 2015, getting 9.9%, in the top 20 national results for the party. I've since left politics unless you count negotiating between three cats and a laptop. I love animals, my favourite humans, wild landscapes, accessible cities and the sea.
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I have been working on projects that take the notion of ‘making money’ literally. The old English word ‘wealth’ links to well-being. In every culture, it seems, at the core, is an understanding forgotten by most, of a full, abundant form of wealth. Food access and justice, water access,…
The Book of Living
Andorra, gateway to hidden paths, Antonia Zenkevitch 2008 The Book of Living Inky shadows painted on light so we can see, From close to opening, a world as we perceive – Become ourselves for the Becoming to be, Core reacquainted on the rock to which we cleave Returning to renew; to be at-one and still…
The Eye
Rainbow Eye by Antonia Zenkevitch The Eye The ocean is born First tear from the eye, Light born liquid To reflect itself So we may see Our envisionings Manifest within as We create ourselves One eye made of many; Light refracted, Water rippled; We diversify And our light Grows wings, Fins and tails; And words…
Hidden Light
Detail from ‘Hidden Light’ 2012. Recently I met the Sherwood Sunrisers Rotary Club, a dedicated group of men and women who travel, (some for many miles) to meet at 7am each week. I have met another local group who have given some nominal support to the SEITCOD project I am managing, supporting schools in Dominica and locally….
Making Money – literally
I have been working on projects that take the notion of ‘making money’ literally. The old English word ‘wealth’ links to well-being. In every culture, it seems, at the core, is an understanding forgotten by most, of a full, abundant form of wealth. Food access and justice, water access, health, flourishing, growth, livelihood, security, freedom,…
Rainbow … are we full spectrum?
We think fire and water are at war yet we know in their balance we see that within all light is every colour. The rainbow, a promise of balance and reminder of oneness, and, at the same time, a reminder of fragmentation. I ask, is this what we are made of? In kabbalah every letter…
Art reflecting Life, Art in Conflict with Life
A repetition in my art are words and image on glass. There is something about seeing life happen in the glass and the witness seeing themselves in the glass that appeals. In its simplest form this means there is both conflict and collaboration between daily reality and ‘art’ in the work. Art, writing does reflect and battle against our…
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