Fragility

My previous post circulated around fragility and balance. The balance and fragile state humans live within, yet we neglect to remember our Earth, which is also in a fragile state and constantly has to work to be in balance with humans. Both things are fragile, yet we manage to coexist.

Humans are fragile, this is something I have come to learn within the past couple of months as I spend more time with myself. I have come to realize I need to meet my emotions, traits and personality head on. No distractions, no blockers. What have I come to see is that there are values and morals I love about myself, but there are some traits I don’t like. This is only possible when we meet ourselves truly, pick apart who we think we are to really find ourselves. We block out our emotions and fragility with work, food, other people, fitness, for some addictions to drugs and alcohol. Why? Because we are fragile humans who know that we can be broken if we stop filling that empty hole. We are unable to face that fragility for fear of change, of truth, of adapting. But once we do, we find something called balance.

Our beautiful mother Earth is so strong in many ways we are not. It’s constantly accepting change and adaptation because it needs to survive to maintain all living things. We see it’s fragile state daily, a dying flower during your morning walk. Yet, by fall it has died and prepared itself for the winter, only to blossom a new flower next spring. Earth is constantly reincarnating. Why? To balance itself out, changing every season to survive.

I am inspired by nature to continue to delve into my fragility, adapting and changing when I need to, but never sacrificing my values and morals for the sake of such. I will reincarnate, I have before, and Earth will be following along doing the same.

 

 

 

Land and Belonging

DSC_0044 (2)How does belonging to an area of land become part of one’s identity? How is that identity affected when changes to the land occur? How do these changes create different public perceptions of an area or ones identity? These are questions I will be exploring throughout this written project. By exploring photographic works by Larry Towell, whose works present landlessness in war torn countries in relation to loss of identity, as well as works by James Luna focusing on how identity is perceived within the public eye, and how that perception causes an individual to change pieces of their identity. I will be discussing these artists and their works in relation to my current practice and recent photographic works which focus on events that have occurred within my community, the Kinder Morgan protests on Burnaby Mountain, the current conflict on the same mountain on trail use between hikers and mountain bikers, the construction of the Evergreen Skytrain, the sinkholes that occurred as a result of that project, as well as the construction of heritage homes into “monster homes,” and how these events affect my sense of belonging to a community and my identity.

I think it is important to first consider what belonging to land means, rather than land belonging to a single person or group of people. I think feeling a sense of belonging to an area is something formed uniquely for each person. Some may consider their place of belonging as their home or their community they currently reside in, for those who have moved it may be their homeland or where they originated from, and for others it may include family history, where their origins lay. Belonging to land is reliant upon connections to an area, whereas land belonging to people or a single person implies ownership over an area that no one else can possess. The following artists explore land belonging to people and how these people feel about these areas.

Larry Towell is a Canadian born photographer, writer, poet and folk musician from rural Ontario. His photographic practice focuses on identity and the idea of landlessness in countries or areas where conflict occur, Towell describes his practice as the following, “If there is one theme that connects all my work, I think it’s that of landlessness; how land makes people into who they are and what happens to them when they lose it and thus lose their identities.” One of Towell’s works exploring this concept is close to Towell’s heart, a photographic work he titles, “The World from My Front Porch.” Within this work he explores the small farming community in rural Ontario he grew up in, a place hat he felt “made him who he was,” he tells the story of his life in his hometown as his artist statement.
-“When I was an adolescent, my father once scolded me for wanting to drive to Florida with a friend. It was too far from home, and I would be corrupted by the distance, I was 16. I’d been brought up in a small farming community and had barely been 100 miles from my home. Neither had he, at least not more than once or twice. He hated travel. The world was his front porch and it made him who he was.” -Larry Towell
It is clear that Towell’s connection to his homeland is a huge part of his identity, rural Ontario became the only area he knew quite well, it was his community, his home, obviously becoming a big part of his life and practice, however it is also clear to me that Towell had a desire to explore the world. He accomplishes this in his works from 2008-2010 traveling to war torn countries such as the Gaza strip, Sal Salvador, Afghanistan, and not only witnessed but also photographed the September 11 2001 attacks in New York City. In these works Towell photographs, talks to, and forms relationships with citizens whose homes and lives have been uprooted by conflict. He attempts to understand the sense of exile, physical loss, recuperation, and most importantly the loss of identity because of land loss, these citizens experience.
James Luna is a Native American, Pooyukitchum artist working with contemporary installation and performance in relation to identity and presenting idealistic versions of oneself because of where one grows up or where an individual belongs to. His artist statement, as follows, clearly explains his views on how identity is affected, and can be changed, in the world today in regards to public perception and a marketed society, specifically for him, in regards to being First Nations.
-”In the United States, we Indians have been forced, by various means, to live up to the ideals of what “Being an Indian” is to the general public: In art, it means the work “Looked Indian”, and that look was controlled by the market. If the market said that it (my work) did not look “Indian” then it did not sell. If it did not sell, then it wasn’t Indian. I think somewhere in the mess, many Indian artists forgot who they were by doing work that had nothing to do with their tribe, by doing work that did not tell about their existence in the world today, and by doing work for others and not themselves. It is my feeling that artwork in the medias of Performance and Installation offers an opportunity  like no other for Indian people to express themselves in traditional art forms of ceremony, dance, oral traditions and contemporary thought, without compromise. Within these (nontraditional) spaces, one can use a variety of media, such as found/made objects, sounds, video and slides so that there is no limit to how and what is expressed.” -James Luna
The most important piece of this statement is where Luna discusses how Indians have been forced to live up to ideals of others based on their identity of being First Nations. This is a crucial aspect of identity because it is based on the area in which one grows up in or belongs, once again showing that land is a major aspect in identity. However, unlike Towell’s work who focuses on physical changes to land; Luna works with the public’s perception of one’s identity, Luna argues that public perceptions of individuals’ identities are based on where people are from or where they grew up.

Both Larry Towell and James Luna have been instrumental in influencing my work and how I consider identity and the relationship to land people experience. My current interests lie within the idea that people form relationships with land they grow up in, live in, or experience a connection with, and when changes occur to this area they consider home, their sense of self is questioned and identity has the possibility to be changed or affected. Currently I have been focusing on conflict that has occurred in my community. One of my largest explorations has been a photographic and written project and community collaboration surrounding the Kinder Morgan protests on Burnaby Mountain. I grew up in a small, tight knit community, directly underneath Burnaby Mountain, which is a place many community members use daily for hiking, mountain biking and dog walking. Thus, when the pipeline project began and protests occurred, many protesters used the community to walk through for access to trails up the mountain. Although there was no physical damage done to the land, it was still changed by an event that has become a part of community history, and many people, including myself, view the area of  Burnaby Mountain differently in the aftermath. Like Larry Towell’s work, this Burnaby Mountain piece explores changes that have occurred to a place that individuals belong to, hence the people within this area experience a sense of, as Towell’s terms it, “landlessness.” This initial exploration into the events on Burnaby Mountain and interest in Towell’s work, led into the exploration of other events that have occurred within my community. The current construction of the Evergreen Skytrain Line within my community consists of boring for underground tunnels within a residential area, the ground was not inspected before the process began, overnight sinkholes occurred in two spots in front of residential townhouses, blocking off entrance and exit for residents. Talking to many of these residents, they weren’t upset about the sinkhole specifically, but rather, the fact that this construction occurred without notification or opinion of the residents. Many felt as if their home was being taken over, the area in which they belong to was being changed and therefore their sense of belonging, sense of home and sense of community was being affected. It also changed how people viewed the community, many houses were for sale in the area, however when prospective buyers learned of what events had occurred, many became uninterested in the area. Like James Luna’s work, this idea relates to how people on the outside of areas or situations may view the area based on the identity of people who live there or the events that have occurred on that land.

In closing, relationships with land become part of one’s identity through growing up in the area or having experiences with the land where a relationship can be formed, this relationship with an area becomes apart of ones identity. Throughout exploration of my work, works of Larry Towell, and James Luna, it is clear that events that occur on land and in places people consider home, can affect ones sense of belonging, evidently affecting ones identity.
Works Cited

Luna, James. “Art Statement” James Luna: Allow Me to Introduce Myself. http://www.jamesluna.com/mainstage/artstatement10.html. Web Access March 16 2015

Towell, Larry. “Artist Statement.” The World from My Front Porch.” 1990s. http://www.magnumphotos.com/C.aspx. Web Access March 14 2015

Explorations with Fog

The following photos are from fall of 2016 when I was blessed to have a couple hours between classes on Granville Island. It was early morning and the fog had just rolled over False Creek. I couldn’t resist walking around and capturing this beautiful moment.

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My questions for this exploration are, how do I connect with the sea? How does the water and foggy weather affect my lens, my mood? Am I connected? What parts of my body am I listening to?

I am aware of my body. My skin is raised with goosebumps from the chill and breeze floating across False Creek. My sense of smell is heightened, there is a slight salt smell drifting around the island, clinging to the fog clouds. As I walk through each cloud of grey I can feel a slight dampness hitting my face and settling on my eyelashes and my nose.

I am part of the ocean today

I would like to acknowledge Granville Island as unceded Aboriginal territory. I am blessed to be welcomed onto this land, and be free to walk upon Musqueam, Squamish and Tsleil-Waututh territory.

Habitat Island

Today I was scrolling through some old photos and came across a project I completed during my time at Emily Carr University. The course was titled Community Engagement, each student was assigned a place in Vancouver to document in anyway they saw fit would best capture that space, I was assigned Habitat Island.

Looking back at these photos I realized this project was more than just about the land. It was about the people and other living creatures that inhabit this land. What does it mean to inhabit a land?

When we inhabit a home, we make our place there. It’s not just a place to sleep, eat etc. We make our home there. We put up pictures of our family/friends, we decorate in our own style, we make friends with the neighbors, get ourselves into the community, we make plans to stay, we make it a home.

Habitat Island has earned the name “Party Island” It is a little rock nestled off the corner of Olympic Village by Main Street Science World. It’s known to be the party hub for a lot of young adults during their late night festivities. Young adults have inhibited this land, making it their space, leaving works of art showing their presence. This is a form of inhabiting.

The animals that are part of this land take the main focus in this idea of habitat. Although the birds fly in and out daily, their home is still here, just as humans leave their house during the day but always return at night. These animals have made their home here on this small island, and their presence is well known and can been seen from all corners of the space.

Each person and animal who chose to be in a space make it their home. Just as the saying goes, home is where you make it. Home becomes a place of comfort, warmth, it is always there at the end of the day and we connect ourselves to this space and idea of home. It becomes an integral part of who we are, animals, humans and all living creatures.

Fragility and Balance

Over the past month or so I have been adapting to a new situation, a new life, regaining my sense of self once again. I am slowly learning to find my balance, but along with that balance is a sense of fragility. Balance is a fragile idea, teetering on a thin line between make or break. These thoughts took hold of my creative side and I knew I had to be outside to explore these ideas further.

I took advantage of the beautiful weather BC has to offer, scooped up my camera and made my way down to Rocky Point. Rocky Point is a little park and pier tucked in Port Moody, although small this park has so much to offer, play areas for kids, restaurants, local ice-cream and kayaking. Needless to say, it is busy, but as I walked around today I found a sense of peace, finding and photographing small things that caught my eye. Still keeping in mind this idea of balance, how do humans balance living on land? How does the land balance itself to deal with the constant flow of human presence? How does the land we inhabit stay in this constant state of change and balance, yet maintain and show slight signs of fragility? Just like humans struggle to find their balance between strength and fragility, does the earth we live upon struggle to do the same? These are questions I will continue to expand on over the next few blog posts, for now these photos represent the start of this exploration.

 

Balanced Earth Unbalanced Humans

This Earth constantly seems to be in balance, always working to support each aspect of nature to coexist in harmony. If mother nature becomes unbalanced, all things immediately work together to recreate, this is present through the change in seasons, all aspects must change to remain in balance.

So why as humans are we so unbalanced? We are constantly seeking for balance in our lives. Perhaps if we turn towards the Earth it will give us the answers we need.

I believe as humans we put a lot of pressure on land itself, we are constantly trying to change it. We try to expand ourselves over this vast universe through building, increased shipping and water activity, travel, and so much more. Why? Because we are humans, and humans like to “own”  things, we have such a desire to look at our things and proclaim “that’s mine!” We feel entitled to this land because we are unbalanced. We believe that the more things we have in our life the happier and more balanced we will be, that couldn’t be further from the truth. We are simply filling an empty void by creating ownership over something else.

True balance is something we cannot seek. The more we seek to fill our lives the less balanced and unhappier we become. Balance will come to us if we are open to the possibilities, which takes compassion, kindness and patience.

Let us start to consider how the Earth carries us, literally. It balances out to work with our changes, it is adaptable but takes it’s time to change, to ensure a healthy balance. It changes so gracefully without us taking pause to see it. Let us be graceful and turn towards mother nature for this teaching. Let us learn grounding and balance from what is right in front of us.

 

Exploring my Backyard

As a Vancouverite it’s easy to take for granted the beautiful city we live in because of the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I find downtown to be an assault on the senses and I need a breather after a few hours. I am so blessed to live right underneath Burnaby Mountain, this is my breathing space, my place to explore through photographs and writing. I find mental clarity walking around this beautiful mountain without technology and away from people.

Borders

What does it mean to cross a border? To create a border? How do borders affect people and association to place? These are questions that I have thinking about lately as I finish my application to Art Gallery of Alberta for the 2020 exhibition. Also questions that have come to mind since my recent relationship with someone from Alberta. The perspectives are very different, I am curious how my work would stand out in Alberta, a place with opposite views from BC.

I think about my work I completed at Emily Carr a few years ago. I focused upon Burnaby Mountain, which at the time was undergoing a mass change, affecting many people and of course the land itself. For those who know this area well, you will know I am relating to the Kinder Morgan Pipeline.

I question the events that occurred here, the land, people and their connections. The protests especially, created a divide between the government and the community. But also between communities, people who supported the line, the job opportunities that would be available; vs people concerned about the environment and destruction of the beautiful mountain on unceded Aboriginal territory. This border was an emotional one, but a border created nonetheless. I question mental borders? How can they be resolved, will they ever be? People are very strong in their viewpoints, is it possible for people to change, to see the other side? Perhaps to reconcile after the damage created?

There were borders created physically by the protests and the RCMP tape line. A line of tape, such a powerful statement piece, It physically creates the divide between people, with it’s bright yellow colour saturating the green forest, and CAUTION so boldly spread across every few inches or so.  This clearly separates where people were allowed to stand during the protests, and there were clear consequences if this line was crossed.

Be An Animal Wave

My yoga teacher said something that struck me today. Although it was related to the body during the vinyasa flow sequence, I feel it was something relating to humans. It hit me deep in my core, you know those words that punch your soul in a good way?

He said “be an animal wave.”

Like a wave, humans and our souls are constantly changing, always in flux. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast. Like humans, one wave is never the same as another. We are animals, although not one animal is the same, each one still stands strong. Like humans, each animal has its place in the world, all working together, creating the world we know.

So my friends, gather your strength, be aware of change, flow with it when it comes, know your individuality and importance it has in this world, and stand your ground. Be an animal wave.

 

Connections with People Through Land

How are people connected through land? Usually my work circulates around people and their personal connections to place. But how can one person be connected to another through land? This questions came to me through one of my adventures in Vancouver, this time through Stanley Park.

Stanley Park is a well-known Vancouver hot spot for tourism, and for locals alike. Surrounded by the glorious waters of English Bay and Vancouver Harbor, with the sharp buildings of the city scape to contrast the bright blue skies. (Unless it’s raining because it is Raincouver after all). But it is also a land soaked in rich Aboriginal heritage, both the Squamish Nation and Musqueam Nation have history on this land, before colonization.

Our connections lie in the simplistic things we complete on this land daily, walking, running, photographing, simply being outside. This is our first connection, whether we realize it or not, taking part in these simple things shows we live amongst like minded individuals.

We have implemented systems around the area, recycling/compost/garbage, creating separate bike and walking lanes, areas for children to play but for adults to relax. This shows our care for this place, we are connected to each other in our understanding.

Our history is connected, everyone on this earth is connected somehow, someway. As a Vancouverite I am connected through history to the First Nations who first inhibited this land prior to colonization. We would not be here without the beginning of humanity, Adam and Eve created by God, thus creating the world we live in today.

What a blessed and sacred place Stanley Park is. I am proud and honored to call this place home and share it so many different people, animals and other living creatures.