Silvia Steliana Natasha (Prepared Angela Kosta)

Silvia Steliana Natasha

Silvia Steliana Natasha, originally from Comanesti, Romania, was born in 1969. She currently resides in Città della Pieve, Italy, since 2008. Her career spans poetry and modern art painting. She graduated in teaching from Vasile Alecsandri University in 2000. She has contributed to various anthologies, including "Io vol4/2020" with 10 poems translated and published in various international magazines such as Gazeta Albania Press, Gazeta Destinacioni, Rivista Alessandria Today, Rivista Ciceroni, Rivista Orfeu, Elite Magazine, Polis Magazine, Netrazol Literary Magazine.

She has been recognized as an international artist with a membership card and a certificate of appreciation from Hungary. She received the title of international peace ambassador from Global National Independent, and she has been included in anthologies and awarded at the International Social Poetry Competition "Different Verses" as the best foreign author residing in Italy, Umbria region.

Silvia is the administrator of the poetry group "Inchiostro dell’anima" on Facebook, which has more than 3800 members. She collaborated with the renowned journalist, writer, and poet Angela Kosta to create the cover of her book "Sotto le radici," translated and distributed worldwide. She also collaborated with poet Marco Fabio, combining her poems with his paintings in the book "Come ti spiego l’animo di un poeta" (How Do I Explain a Poet's Soul to You).

For Silvia, painting and poetry are the deepest expressions of her soul. In her paintings, she conveys joy, love, pain, fears, and reflections through signs and forms that reflect life, leaving room for personal interpretation.

Look at the world with the eyes of a child

Find joy in every little thing
Do not fear pain,

For every tear is a story completed
Smile at the flowers dancing in the wind,

At the song of the birds announcing the day,

At the clouds that bring the storm,

But promise rainbows
Smile"

A thought caresses time,
Light as a sigh in the wind,
It sketches silences,
Grazes the future with an uncertain hand,
Dances among the cracks of time searching for answers,
Stretches over stones, and paints invisible worlds,
That vanish in the light of day.
They are glances seeking the eternal,
Promises that challenge silence and oblivion,
Lights that refuse to go out.
They cling to memory, like roots to the earth.
Shadows of gestures, scents of yesterday,
Intertwine with the present.
As time brushes against them,
It makes them eternal, almost innocent.

"Choose carefully, like the artist,

Who shapes the clay with a selfless hand.

Words are keys, doors to open,

They whisper dreams, shout out pain,

 Ignite the darkness, extinguish resentment.

 They are suspended bridges between distant hearts,

 Caresses of wind on fragile hands."