Continuing to expand my creativity and new innovation pushing the boundaries of the entire woodland school of art into the future…

 

Title of painting: All souls know who I am. (Tribute to our Creator) size: 48 x 72 inches

Good morning to everyone and a special thank you for all the appreciation and support that I get behind the scenes. Lots of people stand in solidarity with me and in a time where colonialism is still running rampant throughout Canada and in all our First Nations communities, we still continue moving forward a day at a time. We must and this has been the cornerstone of my daily spiritual walk. I communicate with our Creator each and every day. I seek its wisdom, truth and inspiration about how to walk as best I can while remaining truthful and transparent. This journey of life has not been easy by any means for many of you including myself but I feel that we eventually get to a place where Creator spirit is the only way moving forward. I came to a place within myself over 26 years ago where I truly surrendered to the Creator. That my way wasn’t working. That self power wasn’t enough. A spiritual experience. An utter transformation within the mind, body, heart and spirit. I haven’t had a drink since. 

It’s been an absolutely fascinating ride ever since. Like peeling away the layers and getting into the core of who you really are. A spectacular power that resides within. Creator consciousness or God consciousness as many religions of the world would say. Operating from this place is who I truly am. That doesn’t mean to stand back and just let life happen. My will is like a creative instrument. My inner force guided by principles. Much like being an agent of the Creators will. Being of service to others is where real growth and change takes place. Like that old saying: actions speak louder than words. 

Title: The divine elements of creation within the God mind. Size: 48 x 84 inches. 

I’m proud to walk my talk as best I can through this unique mindset and personal relationship with source. My culture obviously plays a major role and although I fall short at times, I continue to put one foot in front of the other. My spirit is steadfast and cannot be broken. I will not change my values to suit your needs. I will represent everything that I am. No excuses and no filter in being honest and genuine. I’m not governed by man in that sense. I am a warrior for truth and justice. My heart feels right about how I do things. Others may struggle with my levels, but rest assured I come to correct things. I come to shine the light. I am a knowledge keeper of this art form and I have a duty to my people to help shine the path forward. That is truly the standard here at Jacobson native art. 

Title of paintings: Chiefs of the future. (series 3 and series 4) Woodland A.I. 

My new indigenous art genre is the way into the future for me. An incredible new path filled with such wild imagination and creative innovation. I’m absolutely in love with it. It’s so transformative and moves the woodland school into the future like no one else. It’s that deadly to me and I’m so inspired by this new breath of fresh air. I just recieved 11 new image prompts and have drawn out 3 this weekend. I’ll post these soon as I’ll be making time for them next week. Still busy with commissions and designing new collections with little giant productions in Kaslo BC. We are looking forward to sharing new releases throughout 2025. In the meantime I’ll share more in the near future and thank you once again for being apart of my creative journey. More to come…all my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Enjoy this peyote prayer song by Louie Gonnie called: Soldiers lament. 

Warning to the entire woodland school of art and all lovers of indigenous art - watch out for this guy Cory “ding dong” Dingle he is a disaster to our culture, our art our true stories and teachings

 

Good evening and it’s nice to come back and make some time for  a new article as I’ve been quite busy the last few days. Any how Im happy to now make some room for  this absolute fuck nut in whom I deeply regret ever meeting in Cory DING DONG Dingle. A disgrace to our woodland school of art who lied to me on several occasions and also in whom I told directly that Norval Morrisseau was, is and will always be, a sexual abuser of children, young men. Many victims/survivors that I was able to talk with who shared their truth and story with me including myself as well. 

I told him these things over 2 years ago and he’s done absolutely nothing to deal with this truth. He is no doubt a white colonizer who has absolutely no respect for sexual assault victims, our trauma and experiences. He is literally a total piece of shit of a human being. I’ll never trust him and it’s a complete disgrace that he is even weirdly involved in being the ceo of the permanently disgraced Norval Morrisseau estate, the historic sexual abuser. 

I have shared publicly many times about the reality of these truths that I discovered about the dead pedophile artist. I sent emails, messages etc in trying to help educate people around this and there is no doubt he is aware of that. Still? Nothing. He goes on pretending like that didn’t happen and does absolutely nothing to educate people about this reality. There is no doubt he has his reasons and I know for a fact that during the fraud, he amassed a nice little collection for himself. He certainly has a major invested financial interest. He is one of the creepiest people in this business. A shadow. A false reflection.

 Here’s a new and updated list of those who came forward and shared their stories and personal testimonies with me which helped me to come forward as well. It is gross negligence to ignore these honest accounts in whom Morrisseau truly was. There are many institutions, consulting firms, those in academia who are part of the problem. These colonial entities are either in denial, unwilling to believe it or simply don’t know. Either way it’s disgraceful to continue ignoring this reality and the time for changing this narrative is upon us. Propping up sexual abusers of children, young boys and men is wrong. What many including Ding dong Dingle continue to do is not the spirit of truth and reconciliation. It’s an utter abomination of my culture and a total disrespect to these historic sexual abuse survivors. It’s so ugly and hurtful. 

This list is an accurate account of what I was precisely told by these witnesses and experiencers. None of them have any other motive than to tell the truth. This is the honest reality of what I found and in what also propelled me to come forward. My only aim was to always tell the truth and here’s what I found:

David  Morrisseau - recieved an out of court settlement for sexual abuse claims. Was settled by Norval and Gabe Vadas in early 1990’s. David himself told several people about this sexual abuse from his father.  I have 3 witnesses who told me David had confessed the abuse to them as well. Sadly David passed away in august of 2024. Those 3 are elder Shelley Charles, Dr. Golden and Tom Tom Sinclair. 

Brian Marion - Story of this account is heartbreaking. A fellow artist in Michael cywink told me exclusively how back in the late 70’s he was in the same apartment with Norval and Brian. They were in another room when he heard Brian yelling out: no Norval, no, please no…while being raped by Norval in the other room. Michael said he froze, he didn’t know what to do and left in a panicked state. 

Tom Tom Sinclair - told me in conversations (written as well) that he was sexually abused at 8 years old by Norval Morrisseau. He also mentioned in writing that there were 4 other victims from Thunder Bay who were around the same age as him that were sexually abused by Norval Morrisseau. Those victims now deceased. 

That makes for 7 victims right there. With my story that is now 8. And what? That doesn’t matter? The money is more important? The false legacy of grand shaman and cultural icon is all that matters? This whole thing makes you look awful Dingle. You truly are a white windigo. Everything you touch is tainted. Sending the pedophile to the moon. Yippe fuck head. Thanks for contaminating the moon, asswipe. How about the united church of Canada fiasco? Tying the pedophile artist to that. Hiding the sex crimes of your chum behind the cross of Jesus. Lovely work guy. I wonder what they’ll have to say about all of that? You making moves under the umbrella of truth and reconciliation with that? Fucking disgusting. You truly gross me out. You are an insult to my culture white boy. You do it all ass backwards. You’re doing it wrong. It’s a disgrace how you choose to operate. You even mentioned how Buffy saint Marie shines like 16 suns or some weird ass shit like that. Saying how the estate fully supports the now discovered fraud of Buffy. Your characteristics are a lot like hers. It’s bizarre watching you roll the dice like that. 

Rolling with suspected forger in Phil Cote. During that whole disgraceful show and event you put on with united church of Canada. All of that while many of us indigenous peoples are still trying to heal from many of the abuses these churches are guilty of. During a period while many residential schools are still being searched and  finding  the dead bodies of thousands of children. You do not get it. You do not have the right mind and sensitivity regarding my culture. You are abusive. You represent a false light and a false narrative. You are a disgraceful individual. You are not capable of doing things in the right way. Our way. You seek the glory, the show and shine. Your approach is 100% colonial. 

You are a disgrace to my culture and I wish for you to be exposed for who you really are. You misrepresent the truth, regardless of how ugly it is. And for that, you lack true humility and understanding when dealing with indigenous issues and concerns. It’s an abomination. Total gross negligence. 

In the meantime here’s my video of lighting my entire Morrisseau collection on fire. It serves as a very proud moment in my life by standing up to the lies and deceptions of those around the art, life and legacy of Norval Morrisseau who through me, got exposed for the total piece of shit he’ll always be. A  gay sex junkie who became an exposed child sexual abuser. A real and true scum bag. A total piece of shit…

THE VIDEO: 

In the meantime there’ll be more to come. I am honoured that I can be a gate keeper of truth for my people the great Anishanabe and for the entire school of the woodland art. I have a duty to tell the truth. To stand up and tell it as it is. It is a privilege….all my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Let’s welcome 2025 with a bang! So, after 40 years of experience as a master in the woodland school of art: Here is an honest analysis of where things are at

 

Title: I am Anishanabe. Size: 48 x 72 inches

Good morning to each and everyone and like the title of the article says we are going to do a deep dive into the very fabric of the woodland art form and all of its triumphs and struggles and disasters. I’ve been privy to meeting just about everyone who does this art form in one way or another from the first generation to this current 5th generation. It’s been for the most part a very profound journey and experience and I’ve had the honour of mentoring dozens and dozens along the way. Like I mentioned I’m now 52 years old and have now hit the 40 year mark of being one of the top and highly sought after artists in this genre, the woodland school. When talking about the real fundamentals and techniques in the style from each generation to the next, I’d say many who know what’s up would say that I have one of the best eyes in it with perhaps the deepest and greatest knowledge base about it on the planet. Not saying any of that to boast, it’s just the reality and facts of being so involved with it for the last 40 years now. 

The woodland art form intrigued me right away when I was 12 years old in Hudson Ont. I was already drawing at that point but when I saw this native woodland painting that my dad gave his mom, my grandmother, it blew me away. I loved it. That you can see inside the animals. With fierce colours and inner details. I still remember it today, it was of an Indian man in his canoe with a bow and arrow hunting a moose in the bog of a small lake. Northwestern Ontario. My home lands. The very place I was born and raised. It impacted me that my dad would give his mom something so cool. I fell in love with the art form that very day. From that moment on I’ve been on one of the most profound journeys of being a true artist ever since. I love this art. I love as much as I love life itself. Growing up in alcoholism and seeing lots of violence as a child, this art gave me a new life. A new way to see the world. A new way to identify and to seek understanding in my indigenous identity. To reconcile within me these 2 very opposing lifestyles. My search for my culture and the healing from colonialism. That my very life experience at that time was to heal from these wounds and to try and put the pieces back together of this broken identity. Obviously at that time I didn’t fully understand the root causes of that brokenness which of course I now know to be the effects of genocide and assimilation. Super devastating to try and fuck up a race of people like that. 

I know there are tens of thousands who can relate with me about this reality and the challenges of trying to recover from this each and everyday. So yes, the art form has been instrumental for helping me to bridge the gap. As someone who is both native and white it has been a sort of walking in 2 worlds at the same time so to speak. I’ve been coming to terms with that my whole life and the real spirit of this art gave me this opportunity to put it all back together. Me. You. Us. The whole thing. Going through the good, the bad and the ugly. Like a true experiencer of life. Not afraid to dive deep into the ocean. To see things as they really are. In their true light regardless of how dark. And so it has been ever since. The hunt for knowledge and truth. Nature itself is like that. It’s honest. There’s no fuckin around. I respect that. It humbles me to tell you the truth. We learn so much about ourselves in the solitude of nature spirit. About her, Mother Earth and creation upon her. The vastness of wisdom from every generation unto the next. All of it. Meaningful. Masterful. The living beingness of it all. The true foundation and spirit of the woodland school of art. 

Not just traditional but also modern and contemporary. Even diving into the very future and contemplating worlds never before seen. Done in greater creative spirit and visualization, a truly new and advanced  evolution as we now see in what for me is most definitely the next level in the entire art form with my new genre in Woodland A.I. It’s absolutely fascinating and for me to be a living witness to all 5 generations and seeing what’s out there, I know what I’m doing is the next level. I’ll always  appreciate woodland art for the most part and I’ll be clear cut and honest about my thoughts and experiences of what I’ve learned and gone through. I must because I know that there is no one really keeping an eye on it as I am. I will continue to do so because after all it’s the right thing to do. I would say I am like a knowledge keeper of the entire woodland school. I’m 3rd generation, so I’ve got a very keen eye on the insides and outs. The who’s who and many of the up and comers along with some who are rotten bad apples. Culture vultures and unfortunately there are plenty to name and I’ll name some here no question about that. This is like an inventory of the woodland school, an examination of the stock in trade. What’s good, what’s promising and what is ass backwards and is totally fucked up. 

For me first and foremost I’d like to pay tribute to some of my all time favourites. Artists in whom I’ve always looked up to and admired in the woodland school of art or also known as Anishanabe art (in the words of the master Roy Thomas). I suppose I’ll start with Roy because after all it was he who was and who will always be, my chief mentor. The first woodland artist to ever interact with me. To actually spend some of his time with me to teach and instruct me on some of the fundamentals. That’s where I first learned how to actually hold the paintbrush right. That’s where I learned the fine art of clean line work and inlay detail. Roy had always said that I was a true natural. I had my own developing style and to stay original in that. He mentioned how this would be my own style in the art. I love that. That I could have my own voice in how I choose to develop. Like building my own designs and stories through learning from our past, present and future. 

To find my voice through each new painting. And that’s exactly how it’s gone down ever since. Working with him for a brief time during my teenage period was indeed helping to lay down the foundation that this was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. To no doubt become one of the best to ever do it. To challenge myself and the greatness of others.And do it right. From a good place. Even when fighting darkness. Using the light, the spirit of the art to guide me through. I found sobriety for the last 26 years of my life. Like my mentor in Roy, I found my way out. I’m forever grateful. The next great master who surpassed many before him was and still is  Saul Williams. He’s next level. A true living legend and he probably doesn’t even care much about that. But true masters in the woodland school know full well that Saul is no doubt one of the greatest to ever do it. 

Others that I find in legendary category and status are Carl Ray, Jackson Beardy, Blake Debassige, Gelineau Fisher, Cecil Youngfox, Joshim Kakegamic, Brian Marion, Moses Amik Beaver, Jimi Oskineegish, Lloyd Kakepetum, David Williams, Leland Bell, Randy Trudeau, James Jacko, Gordon Fiddler, Rocky Fiddler, Roy Kakegamic and others from both the Kakepetum and Kakegamic clans with honourable mention to both Daphne Odjig and  Arthur Shilling as personal favourites. 

Over the last 75 years this art form has gone through many different transitions both absolutely phenomenal to horrifically pathetic. From true indigenous practitioners to white settler cultural appropriators who think they’re entitled to do so because it’s such a universal thing that anyone can do it. Not true to many of us who are actually native and try to practice our very culture through the art form. There’s something very weird about a white colonizer who thinks its god almighty ok to culturally appropriate from those poor Indians. They think it’s perfectly fine to financially prosper from someone else’s culture that they themselves, don’t even practice. That’s super weird in my view. It’s like taking up the space and place for indigenous artists to shine and grow, to prosper in the richness of our culture and in ways of Providing support for our families. Most in whom are all recovering from the effects of genocide and assimilation. The road for us First Nations is a 2 different worlds approach and experience. The Creator gave each culture and the races of mankind their own stories and teachings. Each their own historical and cultural approach. Something unique and different from all places upon the earth. 

The fundamentals of my culture are of course about welcoming and being a loving spirit. But also to stand up and be the warrior for truth, justice and honour. These are important teachings regarding authenticity and self truth. Knowing who you truly are and where you exactly come from. There is great importance for me regarding this as I often say you cannot know who you are unless to learn and understand where you come from. It’s true. Often we are taught in this world to be anything or anyone you want to be. The world media and social engineering tactics often projects these bizarre and twisted ideas of being some weird version of something else. Just not you, lord forbid. Lol…

I take the good with the bad. You have to nowadays. The reality is there are only 2 versions of reality going on here. One version is the truth, the other is the lie, the illusion. Choice is a beautiful thing and it can also be a curse. Like I see in many situations throughout the woodland school of art. There are many who live in the lie. Those who live in the false knowledge of life, of a fake reality. A form of mental insanity and denial. A lesser vibration and light. A state of weakness and fear. Because sooner or later the truth comes and hits the world like a freight train. Like it always has and like it always will. It’s the very nature of truth, hard and bitter and sometimes very difficult to digest. 

I have journeyed farther into the depths of the woodland school than any other artist before me. There is literally no one who even comes close. The knowledge level is different with me because I’m not afraid to go all the way right unto the end. To see the whole thing both in its beauty and ugliness. To truly understand the energy of this art movement one has to live it. Practice it. Struggle in it, master it, be a student in it, find new ways of exploration and innovation without being servile or scraping. We’ll get into that now. 

Most definitely one of the greatest upsets and discoveries was learning that Norval Morrisseau was indeed a sexual abuser, a predator. The fact that him and his gay handler in Gabe Vadas insulted me to such a level by trying to sexually touch my ass without my permission and in the wake and fall out of that, completely destroyed my love and appreciation for him, in Norval. For his art, his legacy, all the work I dedicated to that, all done in vein. In my hidden shame and embarrassment that for years, I had done something wrong. That I didn’t cooperate with their sick and twisted sexual agenda. To steal from me, my self worth and confidence, to embarrass my soul in such a way and to offend me in such a fuckin gross manner, it’s despicable. To plant that ugliness on me and to shame my spirit for just being my true and authentic self, a lovin dude that felt so honoured to be hanging out with Norval Morrisseau. The so-called grand shaman of the Anishanabe. Imagine that? In a fuckin wheelchair tooboot. 

Fuckin grossed me out and still to this day affects me. Like a cold and shitty memory of someone I thought was a cultural icon, a hero to my people. A living legend only to turn out like like P Diddy puff Gabe, trying to get a freak off. It’s really that pathetic and gross. That whole thing and experience destroyed any love I had left after the whole art fraud investigation. After exposing Lamont for the total piece of shit he was and will always be, it was and will always be a shattering reality of who Morrisseau was. Not only that, but I have absolutely solid witnesses who can testify to everything I’ve said. Forever going forward I will continue to share and expose these unsettling truths. I 100% believe that it’s absolutely nuts to prop up sexual abusers of children as cultural hero’s or icons. This is a major problem with regard to the cultural fabric of this country and it is with my whole heart and soul that this will change. I believe in real truth and reconciliation but before the reconciliation part happens, we must examine and bring forth the truth. This is how it’s going down. This is the will of our Creator.. Of our ancestors. And so it shall be…

Like I mentioned I’ve seen a lot of the good, the bad and the ugly throughout the woodland school. Let’s open the door on the list of known cultural appropriators and who they are. I don’t give 2 shits what the pedophile shaman told you in Morrisseau. For me, that shit is obsolete. Done. Toast. Bye bye. Night night. What he’s ever said is dead. I don’t trust in any of that no more. As we say “the delusion has been smashed”. 

White cultural appropriators in our woodland school of art:

1: Ritchie Sinclair (non native Morrisseau apprentice) 

2: Vasil woodland (European artist and appropriator)

3: Gabe Vadas (thinks he’s an actual Indian/Morrisseau art apprentice)

4: Daniel Pitchegigwaneh (claimed to be Morrisseau’s long lost son) 

5: Karl Burrows (I even like the guy) still appropriation

6: Mike Ormsby (fake pretendian paints in woodland) 

7: Zhaawano Giizhik (exposed as a fraud by ex girlfriend Simone McLeod)

8: James McCue (former apprentice to Morrisseau) appropriator 

9: Amanda PL (young white female) cultural appropriator

This gives a general overview of what to watch out for out there. None of it is authentic or any of that a true reflection of our culture through art. It’s weird is what it is. It’s cultural appropriation. They should look into their European history and find out what that means through their artistic expression. Focus on that. Find out where you come from and in that, who you are. Make sense? Exactly. 

This list is of what I call: THE WOODLAND WEEN-NUKS

At some point or another, these artists either got super weird with me or turned on me like a rattle snake. These poor chaps have lost their way.  Those who only cared about themselves, their own plans and desires…it’ll be shocking for many of them on what comes next. 

1: Norval Morrisseau (we already know why)

2: Wolf Morrisseau (heavily involved in the fraud)

3: Christian Morrisseau (heavily involved in the fraud)

4: Unfortunately David Morrisseau (majorly involved in the art fraud)

5: Eugene Morrisseau (involved in the fraud)

6: Benjamin Morrisseau (heavily involved in the fraud)

7: Bruce Morrisseau (involved in the fraud he confessed it) 

8: Jason Adair (steals my designs without permission)

9: Flake Angeconob (tried to help him I warned him about the stupidity of woodland pop)

10: Jackie Traverse (tried helping her career ended up getting weird)

11: Tom Tom Sinclair and his ol lady (got right fuckin weird even super ugly….yikes)

12: Patrick Paul (tried to help him, ended up being a weirdo)

13: Kurtis Staven (a pretendian I met in the Kootenay’s a real piece of shit of a human being)

I will also share who broke my heart and I had to choose to distance myself from them because they broke my trust. It’s sad that at the end of all of this it came to this. But this is my experience. This is my truth. This is my story and even though it has come to that, I have to share what’s in my heart. I have to be transparent and honest. I think it will help to finally bring some closure. 

1: John Zemanovich (sorry it didn’t work out, that we couldn’t find a way to heal. I tried…)

2: Kevin Hearn (sorry I had to let you go I hope you can now understand)

3: Jonathan Sommer (sorry it didn’t work out I tried being your friend. It just got fucked up)

4: Cory Dingle (unfortunately? You fucked with the wrong Indian. My hope for you in the future is that you’ll genuinely apologize to me when your heart and soul is ready. You forced my soul to act and stand up. There will be more to come….so stay tuned, guy.) 

On that note this brief synopsis of some of the highs and lows during my career should give you a rough idea as to the type of terrain I’ve had to walk through, navigate and deal with. Unfortunately not everyone you meet works out. Most of the time we are learning difficult lessons which sometimes puts us in the crosshairs of each other. Passion for the truth and a steadfast belief in justice will do that to you. I come to correct the lies and to stand up as a survivor of abuse that should have never ever happened to me. Things are going to change and I’m choosing to stand up for my own sense of justice. For my own story and the truth that lays within it. Indeed there will be much more to come. All my relations.

Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

A special shout out to this guy. The one who made it all happen in Dallas Thompson. My true brother who remained until the very end. The only one…

FROM HERE ON IN….I AM THE FUTURE. I AM WOODLAND A.I. ⚡️👽⚡️

Sharing the amazing success of my second fabric line called: Sacred earth with Northcott fabrics and Jacobson native art

 Northcott designer profile: https://northcott.com/designers-detail.aspx?di=538

Good evening to each and everyone and once again it’s super cool to share the beautiful medicine and creativity being manifested throughout North America with this unique collaboration with Northcott fabrics and yours truly here @ Jacobson native art. 

We’ve been so inspired by the various movements taking shape through this collection and this partnership throughout the world of quilting and fabric design. I’ve been absolutely blown away with the various creations coming from thousands of souls nationwide. It’s an exciting experience for me and for the countless others in whom are working with these fabrics. Sacred earth continues to impress and it’s a beautiful second edition to my first line in Healing waters. 

Our family has received some amazing quilts and other work that was shipped to us here in the Kootenay mountains from all over Turtle Island and it’s such a cool feeling to be apart of. Lots of people are thankful and express their appreciation and contact me through email and Facebook to connect. The above quilt was made for me and it’s just a deadly piece As blankets are highly regarded amongst us First Nations and continue to represent that sacredness of warmth and comfort, it’s such an honour. I sleep with that as it fits my king size perfectly. Keeps me nice and warm and it feels awesome to be wrapped up in something made with such love and care. 

Just feeling very happy with everything these days and the warmth and love being shared is simply profound. Who would’ve thought eh? The world of quilters is such an amazing and newly tapped source of incredible creativity and energy. I love them and appreciate them so much so, Miigwetch to each of them. With that I am honoured to continue bringing you all new experiences in the realms of indigenous art and culture. Stay tuned as we have some super great news to release and share with all of you here. All my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Enjoy this beautiful track it just makes you feel wonderful by Chris Malinchak track title: So good to me. 😎

On this day of National truth and reconciliation, our family rests gently with kindness and love @ Jacobson native art

 

Good evening to each and everyone. We just had a simple and gentle day at home during this national day of reflection. Sagein our boy did some playing and creating and then went for an afternoon nap. Momma was chilling in the yard with me while I was hand feeding the deer. I was slicing up pears and apples from our trees in the yard making beautiful connections with the animal clans of Mother Earth. This is how we reflected during this day of honouring “Every child matters” and this national day of truth and reconciliation. 

Pictured here: Our son Sagein enjoying an afternoon nap. 😎

Pictured here: I’m enjoying hanging out hand feeding the deer. 

Miigwetch for all the love and support and enjoy this lullaby peyote song for the children by Delbert Blackhorse. This one is for our boy as he rests in love...

All my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

It is an overwhelming success with regard to my fabric lines with Northcott fabrics and Jacobson native art

Good afternoon to each and everyone and once again we thank you so much for your continued love, healing and support. This initiative between Northcott fabrics and Jacobson native art has been a phenomenal success reaching into the very heart of healing and comforting those who have been survivors of the effects and trauma of residential schools and like myself, a 60’s scoop. With my first collection titled “Healing waters” and the new release of my second collection titled “Sacred earth”  we continue to shine this beautiful light. We have seen so much love pouring forth and genuine connection being shared. I am so honoured by the response and wish to thank all the incredible efforts being shown by quilts for survivors. 

This initiative has been touching the lives of those who have suffered in such a remarkable way that it is truly a spiritual privilege to be apart of. I receive many messages of gratitude and appreciation that it is humbling and deeply gratifying. My heart and soul feels absolutely blessed by the entire process. To witness the love, healing and emotional joy that comes from those receiving their quilts and to acknowledge their experiences and journey is definitely one of the greatest bright spots of my artistic life. To play such a critical role in helping to bring this healing and understanding is truly remarkable. A special shout out to all those who have participated and continue to create these beautiful quilts with regard to this movement. I thank you and love you for all that you do. 

I’ll close out this article with a gigantic spiritual hug for everyone involved. Once again it is such an honour and privilege and for my creative legacy to play such an important role will be such a defining tribute. We are forever grateful and I send you all my deepest love as we continue to move forward one day at a time. Please feel free to enjoy some of these remarkable quilts and their beauty and with that...Chi-Miigwetch and all my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

A spiritual message from the studio here @ Jacobson native art (Confirmation of my Indian status and 60’s scoop)

 

Artist: Beau Dick. Title of mask: Dzunukwa - four way transformation 

It is true what many have said throughout history that you cannot have one without the other. This is the very nature of spirituality and indeed the experiences of life itself. Both the light and the shadow have their teachings and for many of us these experiences can be both exciting and difficult, even tragic. Self can get in the way as we so often see through a multitude of processes within the mind, body, heart and soul. It isn’t easy going through life without a spiritual connection. My experience has been that the very nature of our Creator can be challenging to navigate. The will wants what it wants and most of the time causes us much pain and suffering. We tend to forget that while going through our difficulties that there is light at the end of the tunnel. 

Change is not always a welcomed process. But it does bring with it a better awareness and understanding of who we are and the world around us. I learned a long time ago that it is wise to get comfortable with pain and suffering. It comes in waves and at other times it vanishes into thin air allowing us to fulfill our greatest wishes, dreams and desires. Life is exactly that and I am grateful that I don’t fear the darkness. I have found much truth and light by walking through these experiences and coming through to the other side. 

For the record here is confirmation of my “Indian status and being a 60’s scoop”

The road of life for me has been a very difficult and challenging one and I’ve had to walk through so much pain and suffering that in the greater reality of things, most don’t ever make it. I’m 51 years old and I’ve been sober from alcohol and hard drug abuse for over 26 years now. I don’t take any prescription medications and have been freed from that for over 31 years. I feel like my life is a true living miracle. I’ve been focused on my healing and recovery for a really long time. I’ve spent thousands of hours being of service to those who suffer. I still to this very day carry my message of experience, strength and hope. I’ve seen many of my friends who struggled with these experiences end up dead. Their families devastated. The disease of addiction and alcoholism is no respecter of persons. It doesn’t care how educated you are, it doesn’t care what you know, what you’ve been through or how intelligent one may be.  I take life one day at a time. That’s all I can give, that’s all I can do and I’m totally ok with that. 

Today life for me is a beautiful blessing. All of it. The light, the dark, the ups and the downs and everything in between.  I don’t always know what the next moves will be and I still make a few mistakes but I always correct them. Sometimes people who come into my life are not the right fit. They get themselves in the way with their own bullshit, usually. I can also be quite ruthless as well and have a bit of an edge that keeps me on guard and ready for whatever comes next. I’ll never take shit from anyone. If you fuck around? You’ll find out. That’s life. It ain’t always fair but I try to do my best each and every day. 

The quality of life is radically different than where I came from. I live an honest life and I apply these principles to all areas of my knowledge and experiences. I don’t lie and I don’t try to manipulate anyone who crosses my path. What you see is what you get and if it works out regarding new friendships and relationships? I’m as loyal as they come. I’m not interested in people pleasing but I’ll walk with just about anyone who needs guidance, direction and support. It’s the way Creator teaches me. To be true to myself and my values. To be authentic and genuine. Regardless of how others may view me I don’t really care much for opinions and falsehoods. If your in my circle and your still here? Then you’ve made it. You too are the genuine article. With that I just wanted to share these thoughts and experiences and to help clarify any doubts about what others may say or not even know about me. I wish many of you all the best as we continue to trudge the road of a happy destiny. All my relations and more to come so stay tuned...

Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Let’s make this clear: As an artist it is my job to expose and reflect the truth. To destroy the delusions and lies of the world. For future generations...

 

Artist: John Wilson (Tribe: Haisla) Title: Uncovering the answers of our past 

Good evening folks and once again welcome to my site here @ Jacobson native art. It’s been busy here the last few days as I’m working on several commissions.. I like to have several pieces going at the same time and love working in this fashion. I’ve got several on the waiting list and I’m sincerely grateful for the demand in recent years. It’s definitely picked up and I’m in a strong position as an artist. 

I find it to be very exciting times as my new gallery location and partnership with little giant productions is going beautifully. We are committed, creating amazing new product lines with fresh designs. Our collections will continue to grow over these next few months as well. Most definitely living the dream. Life is moving in a very profound light and energy. Speaking out and speaking up on behalf of the truth is what artists do. I find it absolutely weird when someone desires to deceive others and attempt to manipulate the narrative by either denial, or outright fuckin lying. Two things you won’t find here. 

This is the reality of my life. I’m in the heart of nature spirit, clear as a bell seeing the events before me with clear cut precision. No delusions, no temptations, detached from expectation, free from opinion and able to see life as it is. Beautiful and also ugly. Not afraid of consequence. Not bound by self or money. Truly not giving a fuck about how people see me. It’s liberating and like I mentioned frees me from a multitude of opinions. I learned along time ago that you have to stand for something or you’ll fall for anything. I stand with truth. It’s been the most loyal force in living my life as a spiritual being having a human experience. 

Life these days has truly taken on such magnificent and transformational meaning. It’s hard for others to sometimes see the light. They are blinded by the darker forces of this world. Believe me there is a major difference between the concept of the earth and that of the world. You learn that quickly living up here in the Kootenay mountains in relative isolation. Plus the amount of time I get to spend zipping up and down these mountains is just really phenomenal. I’m one, here. There is absolutely no separation between Mother Earth and I, out here. It is paradise. The most empowering place I’ve ever lived. I suppose it’s one of the main reasons why I simply don’t care. It’s hard to fuck around with that. Because it’s just so honest. And really isn’t that what nature spirit is. Pure honesty. Exactly. 

I live by the sword of truth. Like nature I have adopted her ways. I am a servant of truth. This is how I live my life. I don’t settle for the lie...all my relations, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Listen to the strong spirit in this. To help you find the way. It’s by Louie Gonnie, track title: Spheres and talismans. A beautiful brother in life who knows and works with grandfather peyote. Like I do...