Quinn Michaels is a multidisciplinary creative whose work is rooted in faith, legacy, and truth. Born in Nigeria and based in London, her practice explores how ancestral wisdom, divine connection, and family rituals shape identity in a modern world.
Her storytelling blends spoken word, philosophy, and visual symbolism to create work that is both deeply personal and spiritually expansive.
Through her art, Quinn builds what she calls “living scripture” — spaces where language becomes a vessel or God, and legacy becomes a blueprint for healing.
WE ARE ONE means to me…
WE ARE ONE is a reminder that separation is an illusion. To me, it means recognising that our lives are braided together by design — by bloodlines, by breath, by spirit. It’s the understanding that every act of love, every shared tradition, every whispered prayer is part of something much larger than us.
It means honouring the sacred thread that connects us — across cultures, across oceans, across generations. It’s a spiritual truth: when one of us rises, we all rise.
When one of us remembers who they are, they remind the rest of us too. We are not fragments. We are the living echo of those who came before us — and the blueprint for those who will come after. We are one.
The Story…
My piece is a love letter to my lineage — a visual and spoken prayer carried through time, technology, and spirit. It began with a family tradition: every night, no matter where we are in the world, my family comes together on a group call to pray.
It’s a rhythm passed down from my father, and his father before him — one of those quiet, everyday miracles that holds a family together across oceans. This ritual became a portal. Not just to faith, but to legacy. As I grew, I started to see that what we were really doing was building a spiritual framework — one rooted in joyful obedience, dignity, and love.
I call it Agapay: the love of God made real through action, unity, and breath. The piece also draws on my grandfather’s writing, ancestral philosophies, and my own reflections on what it means to live as part of something divine. It's a meditation on identity, growth, and the idea that we all carry a portion of God — that in recognising that in ourselves and each other, we remember who we are and why we were sent here.
A Hidden Hero to Highlight…
Before my father passed away in 2014, our family prayer sessions happened in person — intimate, sacred, full of presence. As we grew older and spread across cities and continents, the prayer didn’t stop. We simply moved it to calls. His consistency, his devotion, and his gentle leadership taught me what it means to build spiritual structure across distance.
He is the reason our family still gathers in one voice, every night. My grandfather, though no longer here in body, lives on through his words. His writings shaped how I think, how I speak, and how I carry faith with me. He taught me that language is a holy act — that every sentence can carry the breath of God if you let it.
They are my hidden heroes — not because they were ever invisible, but because their greatness was quiet, intentional, and eternal.
