Some days she's dark; some days she's light. No matter what, she's always true; she's always her - that you can trust. Her soul is dark with shimmers light, her heart black stained with crimson tears, her mind shattered but always sense. She holds madness in one hand and peace in the other, each as much a part of her as her smile, or tears, or eyes that look through your soul. She can hide with the best of them, assumptions and impressions all the world once knew of her, until she chose to share herself, and in her vulnerability let slip too much, the truth behind the mask now seen: The love behind the distance, empathy behind the cold, pain behind the indifference, an aching beyond the loneliness that she rarely sets free. There is a soul unlike any other, an oxymoron complete, for she is as she is not, a complexity few will - if ever - understand. Both woman and girl, enlightened though innocent and anything but, a soul forever young even as it has lived lifetimes; a Gemini is she, but so much more than can ever be explained by words. She just simply is and will always be. Me.

Words: © Rosie Chee

Photographer: Tony Mitchell

""I am just me" she said and he knew that she was right, she was in fact just her. A her was more rare than one in 1 billion, more rare than once in a lifetime. She was a once in the history of humanity type of soul." - j. iron word

"Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain..." - Bob Dylan

I love you. Seems the easiest thing for us to say. It is everything else. Everything that comes after that is hard. That seems to get stuck. Caught in the silence after. I love you. Is not the hardest thing for us to say. Not any more. Not to each other. It is everything else. Everything we silently wish for. The dreams we hold in our heart that we barely let ourselves dare hope for. Those are the hardest things. Those are the words that get caught. Maybe we think that if we dare utter them it will curse this love that we have. This love that once even we could not admit. To each other. Though everyone else who knew us already knew. That we loved. Why is it that the things we want the most are the hardest of all to say out loud? Why do we stop our lips from uttering what we show each other with in things other than words? Do we wish for it so much? Are we so scared to lose what has become the most precious to us? How can that be? Because once even the love we share we dared not even allow ourselves to have as a dream. But it happened. Yes it did. It exists as much as we do. As alive as we are. Growing as much as we do. Becoming only stronger with every day that we let it live. I love you. When did they stop becoming the hardest words to say?

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

Photographer (Raw Image): Tony Mitchell

In a world of free and easy sex, don't you dare for one moment think that she is like all the rest. For her to have sexual attraction to someone is rare, let alone real sexual connection and compatibility [in such physical intimacy]. So if she has with you, know that you are one of less than a few in this lifetime she has ever desired, one of even rarer whom she has allowed herself to be completely vulnerable [naked without armour]. Only one other in this world has she ever felt that safety with. I hope you comprehend just what that means [to her].

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

Photographer: Tony Mitchell

 

There are infinite possibilities inside you, endless potential that even you might not be aware of. You are an incredible masterpiece, with your own melody and vibrations, a composition no one can ever successfully imitate or copy. There is greatness within and surrounding you and you just need to let yourself BE and LIVE it, no matter the present, because the present is in a constant state of flux and you with it. When you just do YOU and focus on doing what you do best, knowing or not the next step of the journey, your action in faith is the catalyst that sets in motion the process that will bring you to the intended vision. You are part of a vision, an irreplaceable part, one that may not always be seen or recognized, which is ok, because you dance to your own tune and have a rhythm unlike any other, and it is only BECAUSE of your confidence in such knowledge that enables you to be. Believe in the process, trust in the vision, and continue to do what you feel in your soul and know in your heart to be your truth, for everything matters, action and reaction.

Words: © Rosie Chee

It is in our softness that we learn to love, when we take off our armour and let ourselves be seen for the soul within. And those who truly cherish that soul will not seek to break it, but encourage the strength within to be the light that seeps out, so that armour no longer needs to be worn.

Words: [Extract] © Rosie Chee

JUST BE HAPPY. It can be a “hard” thing to ask sometimes... The world can be falling apart. The most terrible and traumatic things can be happening. The circumstances we find ourselves in can seem out of control and beyond our own. The events occurring can be testing and questioning everything we ever believed in and thought we knew. Yet through it all we CAN be happy. “Happy” is not just for when life is “perfect” and wonderful and full of love and light. It is not just for when things seem to be working in our favour and we are blessed beyond imagining. It is not just for when we find ourselves smiled upon and sought out for recognition of achievement. It is not just for when we think life could not be any better... and one CAN find and be happy during the “bad” as well. Being happy is about being fully aware of who YOU are and ACCEPTING that you are at whatever point you are in your life. It is believing whatever is within your control you CAN change and trusting in Him for the rest. It is knowing that you are NEVER alone even if it might seem like it. It is being completely in the PRESENT and giving yourself permission to take joy in the moment of even the simplest things... It can be whenever and wherever. YOU can be happy at ANY moment...

Words: © Rosie Chee​

DARK ROSE BLOOM


Her eyes hold a look not there a year ago, something sensed as much as seen. It dares look away, even as it mesmerizes.

Something strangely erotic teases in the careless ease of her being, confidence of a woman comfortable in her skin. There is girlish playfulness in the sweep of her hair, even as nothing childlike lies in the sensual dark of her eyes.


Aura hints at airy abandonment and excited exploration that amalgamates gypsy fairy spirit with wild moon creature. Everything and nothing at once, she is a Goddess born and at her full glory under dark moonlight.


Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee​

Photographer (Raw Image): Tony Mitchell


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Beauty and pain go hand-in-hand. Like happiness and vulnerability. Live life unexpected but full of promise. Let the world see your wings, fragile as they might sometimes feel, for they have strength you yet do not know. Keep your heart, because even breaking means you feel, and if you do not feel you cannot truly live. I have learned this. Let what might break you make you. Exquisite pleasure plunged into darkness. Yet even in darkness there is light and that is where it shines the brightest. Where you do; turning tragedy into triumph, ashes into diamonds, soul finally truly free.


Words: © Rosie Chee​

Photographer: Tony Mitchell

Sometimes shattering who we were is the only way to discover who we truly are and what we are capable of. It's not just about being destroyed, but about seeing the beauty in the destruction, embracing the fall and unconsciously creating ourselves so that when we hit the bottom there is no doubt that what will be rebuilt will be nothing like what was. Even if not every shattered piece is part of the new creation and those that are form different art because of how they now fit together, what eventually stands, though it might be unrecognizable to some, will be and is nothing but truth, stronger despite vulnerability, beauty in the broken, light cast through the cracks, illuminating the soul inside. Evolution. Art. Inspired.


Words: © Rosie Chee​

Photographer: Carley Patmythes