New Poem – I can still recall…

  I can still recall how It was the best feeling In the world, The first time You asked me how I was, As if it was the only thing That mattered to you.   And at last, Unfettered as we are, See how far We’ve come since.   Such again Is the promise Of tomorrow, If we can be Who we should be.   All we’ve since come To hold dear Adding real weight To...

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New artwork ‘Passions Burst’

NEW ARTWORK: ‘Passions Burst’ After some delays in printing earlier in the year. At last – this, the fifth in a new series of high quality limited edition prints, all centred around images that have caught my eye when travelling is finally available! This particular image inspired by a video art installation hosted by the Hayward Gallery some years...

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End of year report!

With a sometimes challenging 2019 drawing to a close, scotthastie.com continues to go from strength to strength. And is truly beginning to run away with itself… Now generating comfortably in excess of two million views every year! So thanks again to everyone around the world for their continued interest in my work. It is indeed, at the same time,  both nourishing...

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Merry Christmas…

The house at Waddesden, as it was this year. Seasons Greetings to you all… Photo courtesy of Christopher G – Laughing Boy himself…...

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New Poem – Like the curiously…

  Like the curiously Regal stance Of a proud young deer, Surveying The early morning mists, At any given moment I am an aggregate, The absolute sum of all That has gone before.   And even When I’m no more, I will remain still In every facet of place, Of presence, of purpose, Of breath And bare beings too, Any of which And each of whom, Would never have...

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New Publication!

Just wanted to share with everyone the latest creative endeavour by my lovely and talented eldest daughter, Louise Stephenson – Out now in time for Christmas and available from...

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Scottie of the Arctic!! Glorious Greenland

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New Poem – Somewhere…

  Somewhere There’s never a sigh, The choicest of gifts Are always given, Never chosen.   Our precious being So much more Than a vessel to fill, When the world Is so awash With opportunity.   So dare to ignite Fires of desire Wherever you are, Even if all You might then Be tempted to wish Could be yours forever, Will, one day, Be lost to you In a...

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