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Welcome to The Achy Artist
I’m Angelia Hayes, a Southern storyteller and digital designer rooted in rural Tennessee.
From whimsical patterns to heartfelt gifts, everything I create is stitched with charm, comfort, and a touch of humor. I believe in celebrating small joys, cozy routines, and the beauty of everyday life. Now I’m sharing those stories through short animated videos and porch‑talk character clips that bring my world to life. Whether you’re browsing for inspiration or just stopping by for a warm hello, I’m so glad you’re here.
Pull up a chair and stay awhile.
This little corner of the internet is where I share my art, my stories, and the everyday magic that inspires them. You’ll find cozy designs, heartfelt projects, and now a few animated porch‑talk moments with the critters who wander through my world. Whether you’re here to browse, smile, or settle in for a spell, you’re always welcome.
NEW — Porch Talk & Shenanigans
Porch Talk & Shenanigans brings together cozy Southern humor, everyday stories, and front‑porch moments that feel like home. The cover’s warm porch scene sets the tone for the lighthearted shenanigans and down‑to‑earth reflections inside. It’s a simple, easy read meant to make you smile, nod, and settle in like you’re chatting with an old friend.
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NEW — Porch Lessons — Southern Wisdom From the Tough Times
Porch Lessons gathers Southern wisdom, real‑life strength, and the kind of truths we learn during the toughest times. The warm porch scene on the cover reflects the heart of the book — quiet moments, honest reflections, and stories meant to guide, comfort, and steady you when life gets heavy. It’s a simple, meaningful read that feels like sitting on the porch with someone who’s lived through it and wants to pass the lessons on.
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📖 My Genealogy Book on Amazon
The Bellah/Bellar Family Register Revisited
Stories stitched through generations — because every family tree has roots worth remembering.
I’m what you might call a second-generation child — my siblings were 16, 18, and 20 years older than me. That meant I didn’t grow up knowing many of my grandparents, and by the time my son was born in June 1988, I found myself staring at his baby book, realizing just how many blanks I couldn’t fill in. My father had already passed when I was ten, and my mother had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
That moment sparked my journey — or maybe I should say my climb — up the family tree. Over the years, I’ve wandered down winding paths, uncovered long-lost branches, and stitched together stories from both my family and my husband’s. One of my proudest accomplishments is The Bellah/Bellar Family Register Revisited, a labor of love that traces twelve generations of one line in my husband’s family. The original Bellah Family Register was entrusted to me by the author with a simple but powerful request: update it to the best of my ability.
I gave my word, and with the help of a few dedicated cousins who shared their records and stories, we created a book we can all be proud of. So pull up a chair and take a look — you never know, we just might be kin.
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