I just finished a new basket in January of this year. It isn’t often that I take the time to create a basket, because they seem to take forever, and one needs time and space to enter into a different kind of time and space than our world seems to allow. When I began weaving […]Read more "Bright Star Basket"
Whose land was it that shared itself with me? Whose hearts and homes opened to me? It has taken a while to get this blog out, but here it is! The land I went to was Fiji, a place I never envisioned travelling to at any point in my life. Myself and Raven Ann Potschka, […]Read more "FIJI"
Its harder than it sounds to keep track of one’s travel. Despite my best intentions to post frequently, I have fallen behind so there is much to share and reflect on since departing Prince Rupert in September. Simply stated, a lot happened! I have been to a memorial potlatch in Alert Bay for Jimmy Dawson […]Read more "Since September"
“It is a much greater thing to give than it is to receive. You’ll understand what I mean one day.” -Beau Dick It might have been four years ago now since Beau told this to me on his front porch. The art of giving is one that is learned by watching our elders, and from […]Read more "The Art of Giving"
My journey of becoming a weaver began in the summer of 2007 while I was working on a seine boat near Alert Bay, BC. I decided to explore the gifts it has shared with our people for generations. Understanding the historical meanings of the gifts of the Creator to our people has shaped me as […]Read more "Origins"
Here it was, in the beginning I was. Those parts of my self that wrote words, I was that part of my self that had thoughts. Eventually, they found themselves, as we all do, motionless in the heat of the sun staring down our backs. Eventually, I found myself: backless to the night, offering postings […]Read more "I wanted to begin."