.I am OUT.
.I am OUT.
I am in class learning about the current issues connected to Indigenous Enviornmental Studies and I couldn’t help myself from laughing at HEAVY METALS in our soil deposited by MEGA DAMS.
I know… I am awful.
I’ve decided someone needs to start an Eco-Metal band called MEGA DAM.
Start a band with me or steal my idea and show me what you do with it.* This is me being super-serious.
* better give me cred, yo.
I stabbed myself while working on this beaded medallion…
PROCRASTI-MOMENT: I tried to use the blood to add color to a drawing I did, but there wasn’t enough. I wish I bled a bit more because I was SO ready to start ‘finger painting’. Curious? Check out this Blood Drawing.
What do you think of my Rosette Medallion? I am in a beading circle with Trent University’s First Peoples House of Learning and I have never done this before. I MADE SOME MISTAKES, I KNOW – but I am not a perfectionist.
Beading is very relaxing and meditative once you get into the groove + picking beads up with the needle is fun!
Can’t wait to make a turtle :}
Me and my artsy friends are selling our work… so come out and support at least ONE of us.
Expect wicked clothing, jewellery, art, SKULLS(?) and lots of other wicked stuff.
+ Spektrum & Polyna- my main gurrls in this shin-diggery will be there.
Erasure poetry is super-easy and really fun to do! I find it helps when I have writer’s block because the words are already there, I just need to make them something new.
by Cathy Casper
erased by Arisetotrash
now a halo hug s the moon, and the earth hugs
the moon to her side b
the mountains hug the mesas holding them close to the river
while the mesa hugs the valley close about the town
and the deer who can’t hug, touch muzzles
chickadees hug plum tree
ra nc hes between their tiny feet k [.]
as you will hug me when I open the door
of all the ways to hold close, I treasure this four-armed hug
but when you go, and hugs turn into waves, we need not feel alone
nows [T] that the Earth will hold her forever in their turning aware [,]
so, hold this
ness in your heart always in the middle of a hug
This is what In the Middle of a Hug became after I remove what I erased. For my youngest cousin:
Visit my booth on July 11 from 11:00 am – 5:00 pm at Metro Hall, 55 John Street
Gem shapes, word acrobat—you intrigue dreams.
You are brilliant.
A wise ape has bling.
You want more intimate challenges?
Invite a sand mite.
Some will not realize the relationship you encountered gives them fertile times and more fruit.
In the 2nd half of the year, find some time to visit a round, silly herd of lint balls.
For generations, people living on this land have been silenced.
Bill C-51 is a new form of censorship. It is a violation of human rights resulting from political dominance – but this is not a new thing.
Indigenous people have been physically and mentally hurt since white people got here. They were enslaved, murdered, purposefully infected with small pox blankets and forced out of their homelands.
Years of genocide. Secrecy. Lies in our history books.
Absolute disrespect for the hospitality and knowledge offered to us by the people who lived here first.
Is this a Canada you are proud of?
I am so happy -and privileged- to live on this land.
We have it incredibly good in Canada BUT, it isn’t good enough.
We need to value the land and the peoples who were here before any of us came to colonize, brutalize and economize. When I say this, I am including the water, sky, soil, plants and animals.
I value the belief systems of Indigenous peoples and do not understand how this ignorance is still happening. I want to learn how to honor and learn the ways instead of ignoring and disrespecting their values. I want to be an ally because I know if anyone can help the stupid white people out of the mess we’ve gotten into, it is the people who were here first.
HEY! Step back and breathe air. Hear the crows calling?
I am not proud of the way Canada is run.
Why are we extracting resources with no consideration for the life and land we are impacting?
Why do we care more about dollar$ than community?
How can I live happily knowing my life is run by rich white men who have no consideration for the immeasurable daily struggles people face?
Why are women being silenced everyday by enforced sexual stereotyping, abductions, misogyny? We are healers, warriors and the bringers of LIFE. How are 2000+ (‘unofficial’) deaths of women being ignored?!?
What can WE do to change this?
– BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE –
Think freely, dangerously, critically about everything you experience.
We need the people we hurt to teach us how to love our land again. As “Canadians”, we have forgotten. I can only hope we are forgiven.
We are all indigenous when you consider that we are born on this earth -OF the earth- WE ARE THE EARTH… so why do we dehumanize our sisters and brothers?
I’m asking for help.
Understand one another. Appreciate what you have. Why take more than you need? Consider all aspects of life on this earth when making decisions. This isn’t about you.
Consider my thoughts because I am speaking from the heart.
Right now I am spending a weekend in Ottawa attending Truth and Reconciliation meetings about residential schooling that happened as recently as 18 years ago. It is hard for me to hear what has happened to people like you and me.
I acknowledge that I am on un-surrendered land and I thank you, sisters and brothers for all this land has offered -and will continue to offer- to me.
~ ♥ Sammantha J. M. (Arisetotrash)