I’ve got a history with my dad. Last year he had his larynx removed due to cancer and this is our first visit since the surgery. He is quieter and can’t speak as much. Most people won’t remember my dad like this but since his laryngeal cancer diagnosis, he has changed. He can still be… Continue reading Making Bannock
I have thousands of photos on my computer and external hard drives. For years I’ve tried to archive my photos “the right way” but honestly, I could use some guidance. So many RAW and JPEG and TIFF files, so many photos to sort through. I use Lightroom 5 which is a great tool for editing… Continue reading Searching for hands
Images of the St. Michael's Indian Residential School. (before it was torn down last year) I haven't shown any of these images publicly prior to this blog post. Even though these rooms were empty, the residue of the past was still present. If these walls could talk they'd have a lot to share with us.… Continue reading happy canada day
This Father's Day weekend the ‘Namgis First Nation is hosting the 58th Annual June Sports here in Alert Bay, BC, and this little island is super busy! Okay, it isn’t exactly bumper to bumper traffic, but there is noticeably a lot more visitors and families here for the weekend. There are lots of people walking… Continue reading 58th Annual June Sports
Yesterday, someone asked me about how my husband and I met. I don’t get asked this question very often but when it happens I get this silly grin on my face, my eyes glaze over and my stomach feels lighter. In the summer of 2005 I had just moved to Victoria after spending a year… Continue reading kisâkihitin – you are loved by me
I want to acknowledge the Nolie family for inviting me and my children into their homes and places of preparation as a photographer during the weeks leading up to their potlatch. The Memorial P̓a̱sa for Dorothy Rachelle Nolie (A̱bepa, ‘Na̱mnasolag̱a) was held on May 14, 2016, in Yalis by the Nolie family coming out of… Continue reading WITNESS
But those of us left looking for our sister or auntie or daughter or mother know that this has been going on for way too long. Why suddenly is it a hot topic? This is something so real, something so terrible and monstrous and bigger than any one of us can understand. And it has somehow become normalized in our society.
Tonight I am planning for tomorrow’s meals and look into our deep freezer and find a couple of deer steaks that I bought from someone, venison sausages given in exchange for some photos, 10 lbs of halibut that was delivered fresh to our door on the very same day it was caught, bags of prawns that were gifted to my husband, more salmon, halibut, crab and black cod that was gifted to our family.