Nancy Hamel (Nhi)


In my youth, I could lose track of time playing in the pool for hours. There's something magical about the sensation of water enveloping the body and the serene sounds beneath the surface that I absolutely adore. A place that feels like home.

Photo: Inner World - 2021  


Flowers have always been intertwined with the fabric of my life. From the serene image of my mother tending to her garden at dawn to the leisurely strolls to school in my youth, where I delighted in the intricate details of each bloom—white and yellow daisies, the delicate yellow wood Sorrel, and the enchanting lily of the valley, among others.

In moments when life demanded a reset, flowers became my muse. I found solace in capturing their beauty with my phone during my daily commute. It dawned on me that I was retracing a childhood ritual, where flowers were my focal point once again. Their allure, a captivating blend of resilience and fragility, never ceased to fascinate me.

In their presence, I found inspiration and strength—a reminder of life's beauty amidst challenges. Indeed, there are myriad lessons waiting to be gleaned from these floral wonders.

From one of my favorite Artist:

 “ When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else. Most people in the city rush around so, they have no time to look at a flower. I want them to see it whether they want to or not.” 

- Georgia O’Keefe 

Photo: Self-portrait 2021

Dance | mouvement

From tender years, dance was my secret language, a canvas where emotions found their voice. In twirls and leaps, I painted my dreams, expressing joy, sorrow, and everything in between. With each step, I discovered liberation, a journey of self-expression that continues to shape my soul's journey.

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