Well folks, it’s been one hell of a journey as an indigenous artist for me and I’ve reached a crossroads with regard to my experiences. I simply cannot go on pretending that everything is ok and it’s all going to go away. This battle of exposing the truth has done me no favours. The delusion is so deep and grotesque that eventually one reaches their breaking point. The insanity of people trying to pretend that Morrisseau was some sort of hero and cultural icon is on most days an uphill battle. The depths of gross negligence and arrogance is simply too much and I’m just one person trying to stand up for the truth. I don’t have much support because most people don’t even know how to grasp what I’ve found. They don’t want to address it and I simply don’t have enough time or the resources to continue on. Fighting for the truth and trying to stand up with integrity and honesty slowly wears me down. It’s a lot like all the efforts I went through in fighting the art fraud. It’s tiring my heart and soul. I cannot trust any of these people associated with the Morrisseau estate. They are all fuckin liars and real scumbags. These people literally make me sick to my stomach. I see them for who they are but many don’t because they don’t know this story, my story. I’m beginning to sense that I really don’t matter…it’s a difficult reality and most of the time I feel like giving up.
JACOBSON NATIVE ART GALLERY
The home and creator of “Woodland A.I.” A new form of indigenous art. 4 Chiefs of the future by Mark Anthony Jacobson 2024
Friday, March 14, 2025
It’s an end to an era for me, fuck the legacy of the dead pedophile artist in Norval Morrisseau and fuck the Canadian art scene…
Friday, August 18, 2023
What an honour to heal and light my Norval Morrisseau collection on fire...🔥
Exactly. The whole Morrisseau world is one big gigantic scam. For decades these were the stories that many had hoped would never see the light of day. Until now of course. Which is obviously the right thing and was the right timing to do. With all these high profile sexual abusers getting exposed worldwide, it was only a matter of time that these heinous crimes would be exposed. Now seeing the light of day. Reflecting after this whole experience over the last while on why I have forever turned my back on Morrisseau, you can easily see and understand why. It was because these 2 fuckin douche bags needed to be exposed.
For me I can see as to why this guys legacy has had such karmic problems and issues. It truly is the most dysfunctional thing I have ever seen and witnessed. His own children betraying him, his brothers and cousins and nephews. It all stems from this reality. That hidden from the public and the institutions across Canada and beyond? Was this. A chronic sick fuck who manipulated and imposed his sick will on others. Feeding his sexual impulses and carrying out his darkest wishes. A real Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde.
This picture truly reminds me of all those around the art and legacy of Norval Morrisseau feasting off the dead pedophile corpse of their sex shaman, copper thunderbird. A national disgrace. It’s really that fuckin ugly and pathetic. All of them holding on to the lie attaching their names and reputations to this sick and twisted reality. Dealing with their own delusional belief systems. But now things are changing. The amount of support and solidarity that I have encountered is off the charts. Many coming forward through PM on Facebook etc sharing their personal accounts with me. Congratulating me for having the courage to step forward and share my story, my truth of everything that happened. I’ll leave you with a link to the 12 minute video and once again an honour to come forward and be one of the first in native art history to do this. To say no to these predators and to expose them for the sick fucks they are. From this point forward these truths will change the world. All my relations, MAJSunday, August 13, 2023
Today is the day I share all my evidence about Norval Morrisseau and Gabe Vadas being sexual abusers
First of all I want to thank my Creator for giving me the strength and power to investigate these historic sex crimes and abuses that were perpetrated by Norval Morrisseau and his sexual deviant and corrupted so-called adopted son in Gabe Vadas. This story has been a very difficult one to confront, expose and bring light to. It’s embarrassing and humiliating that I too have been a victim. I am a heterosexual man. I’ve never had a gay experience in my entire life and from as far back as I can remember, I was never sexually abused as a child.
There are many layers that I’m going to share and expose because first and foremost, the truth is what is most important. I have been seeking through “Spirit” what would be the right way to go about this and that presents a challenge because it means I’ll have to give names and share all the facts and evidence that was presented to me. I know that some will be offended by that but it is the very nature of being a investigative reporter on this subject matter. The future generations of our children need to know what happened and how. History needs to be corrected and told from the lense of truth. Propping up sexual abusers like Morrisseau and those around him and like him is disgusting. I will not tolerate these lies and falsehoods in a society both indigenous and non native alike that continue to perpetuate such a delusion. It will be smashed. The truth of everything I know and have learned will see the light as of today. I stand by every word. I believe that change starts with me so here is my story...
As many of you know I have always been a truth teller and have championed the causes of fighting for the broken, the weak, the aspects of society where those who wander feeling displaced, indifferent and lost almost destroyed as human beings. Like me, many can find their way out. We can survive and heal and become instruments of that healing. When I began investigating these accusations and accounts I simply couldn’t believe it. I was shocked. I am still in a state of shock. It bothers me so much that no matter what anyone may have to say about it, I have to tell the truth. I have to set the record straight because both history and the future are counting on me.
I feel like this is my destiny regarding this story and finally putting to rest the debate that I’ve been struggling with as to whether to do so....or not. Today this has now changed. I buried this sick and dark event for over 17 years now. Trying to do some good regarding my involvement in helping to save Norval Morrisseau’s legacy was perhaps the perfect distraction for me burying this truth. When that painting showed up I posted in the second photo here on my doorstep just around 6 months ago? I knew that the Creator was trying to get my attention. The title of this is called: Norval and Gabe. It was a very deep synchronized event. I live deep in the Kootenay mountains with a population of 350 souls. This painting showed up in my house for a week. There were 2 things that came to me about it. One was could this be about reconciliation with the Norval Morrisseau estate? Or could this be about me now addressing what happened to me in 2006 while visiting Norval and Gabe in Nanaimo?
The reality is that before there can be reconciliation? The truth must be told. The truth then must be processed and shared. The results will be what they will be. That’s the freeing part of telling the truth. The reconciliation part is my own healing and that of the healing of others. And for me? This is why I have struggled with pretty much everything and everyone around the estate of Norval Morrisseau. In my view and knowledge they are willingly or unknowingly protecting a historic sexual abuser. And the same can be said of that dysfunctional liar in Gabe Vadas who crossed the line with me in 2006. I was visiting as I had so often had from 2005 to 2007, just before Norvals death. This gross and embarrassing event happened one afternoon there. I had a sore back for a few days. I mentioned this to Gabe and right away he says: Norval has healing hands. Let him touch your back.
I turned around because I didn’t want to offend either Norval or Gabe, you know being a guest at their house and all. Next thing I know, Gabe is trying to stuff Norvals hand down my ass. I freaked out and jumped away feeling really fuckin embarrassed. I was weirded right out by that experience. Nobody had ever done that to me. I felt really uncomfortable and in that moment I wanted to smash Gabe right in the fuckin teeth. He looked shocked by my rejection and attempted to be apologetic saying oh, sorry man...with a dazed and glossy eyed look on his face. But he knew exactly what he was doing. Predators are like that. They test to see how far they can go. It’s about power and control for these types. And this piece of shit of a human being was no different. It’s been his M.O. since being Morrisseau’s own sex doll and personal lover. We all know the stories and truth about how it really was just a coverup for the Canadian public and media regarding that false narrative they put out about Gabe being Norvals adopted son. It isn’t true because why would an adopted father have sex with his adopted son?
Gabe Vadas himself told me this. He confessed to me one time during these visits about what it was like to get “poked by the shaman”. His exact words. He cried to me telling me about the first time it happened to him. He mentioned these gay sex scenarios on a few occasions. That Norval was some kind of Chukachee sex shaman, again his terminology. It weirded me out and has weirded me out about him ever since. I blame Norval Morrisseau too. After that shocking experience even Norval had that weird gay sexual abuser look in his eyes, that Gabe himself had. With a weird slimy grin on his face, strapped to his wheelchair and all. Fucking degrading experience and I felt humiliated and embarrassed. And stuffed this dark and twisted event until now. For the whole world to see. To share this with all of you. For the sake of correcting history and the future. For the safety of our children, men and women and to historically set the record straight.
People have said a lot of misinforming things about me because of my willingness to start exposing these stories. They gossip behind my back that I have mental illness, that I’m assassinating Norval Morrisseau’s legacy, that I’m a narcissist, that I’m jealous, I’m too angry and that I don’t treat people well. That extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence? Isn’t that fuckin weird eh? How about that I’m the evidence. Im in possession of much more evidence as the direct result. I was sexually assaulted by both Norval Morrisseau and Gabe Vadas. I know because I called a few sexual assault hotlines sharing this story and every single councillor said that this is sexual abuse. That nobody has the right to sexually touch you without your consent. And that is exactly and precisely right. They had no right to do that. They crossed the line and offended me and my well-being and confidence. They took from me. It was just a moment, but a moment that has caused me ugliness and embarrassment for over 17 years now. That gross and disgusting feeling ends today. It ends forever. I’m telling this story and reclaiming my power, my dignity and sense of integrity and self respect.
This photo was taken by Gabe sexual abuser Vadas in 2005. What was one of the most proudest moments in my career. Having a show with Norval Morrisseau. This was at the 20 year mark of my career. Now? I’ll never be proud of this ever again because of what they did to me and the others. This brings me to the next chapter of this story. The evidence of multiple victims some still alive, most of them now dead. The case for the historic sexual abuse. With real testimony and truth and I have some people to thank for being apart of this story. What really is my story. And how they have played a vital and integral part in this historic investigation.