See that little guy right up there:
He is my number 1. All my decisions are based on what is the best for him. What is best for him and in how I treat him is what is best for me. Anything else besides that?
Night night.
Sincerely,
MAJ
See that little guy right up there:
He is my number 1. All my decisions are based on what is the best for him. What is best for him and in how I treat him is what is best for me. Anything else besides that?
Night night.
Sincerely,
MAJ
It’s been a tough few days lately with the resurrection of the life and death of these 215 children buried in mass graves at the Kamloops residential school. It has brought up a lot of different energy and feelings for me. That is the thing regarding trauma, it forces you to either run and hide or face it head on.
I choose to face it, head on. The reality is that these sufferings are super deadly. It is such a tragedy on so many levels. After processing my deep resentments and anger and frustrations around the injustice of it all, I certainly spent some time in deep prayer and reflection.
The time afforded in conversations with the spiritual are indeed food for the soul. I sent out blessings in hope, love, comfort and strength to all the family members involved. To the moms, dads, aunties and uncles. The sisters and their brothers, their grandmas and grandpas and to all in their family bloodlines. It was needed for them and for me. It helped me to deepen my understanding of the realities of residential schools.
My Anishanabe grandma, my moms mom suffered gravely in residential school. I am a 60’s scoop survivor as the direct result. I feel that at the end of the day, these are the things I can do to help make that a lighter place. I can do “medicine work” around that with the spirit. I know my grandma knows this. She would want for me to be my authentic self. Having no shame in being a human being and putting all of myself, out there.
To continue to share my truth with all of you and around the world. To never hide what happened to us as First Nations. To be proud of surviving the colonizer’s death traps. To continue educating myself and others about the reality and the truth of what we have endured as Anishanabe people, on our home lands.
The place where Canada and their churches performed their crimes against us. Their crimes against humanity. For now...we will continue to heal and we shall continue to grow into the beautiful creations that we are. All my relations, MAJ
These are crimes against humanity. They are crimes against us. It is beyond tragic. I am totally heart broken by this discovery yet again. How in the world do you trust anything “Canadian” when time after time this horrific history rises up from its ashes and speaks literally from the grave about these innocent and treasured 215 souls of native children who were massacred?
It’s simply too hard to accept these truths. I feel devastated by it. The trust for Canada? A vanishing. An emptiness. A ghost of nothingness. These are just a few of the reasons on why I don’t identify as a Canadian. I am Anishanabe. Period. I’ll always belong to my people. We are sovereign. We always will be.
Fuck Canada and fuck that ridiculous Canadian flag. And fuck that cross too. None of these entities deserve my respect. None. If you cannot see this as it really is which is absolutely disgustingly wrong on every level, then indeed you will need some help with that. Being a proud Canadian is a delusion. There is something the matter with your understanding of history. There is something wrong with your identity. Your identity in being a Canadian.
Even hard to say this....all my relations, MAJ
For these 215 children...this is for them in eternal love:
The spirit of what I do as an artist is so tied to sharing the wisdom and depth of these nature spirit relationships and the many teachings being reflected in those understandings and experiences. In the context of being a 3rd generation woodland school artist, I feel that the importance of being a channel for this spirit and energy is vitally important for future generations.
Being an artist in this realm of the woodland art form is vital for spiritual understanding and growth as an Anishanabe. There is a hidden world of spiritual power Contained in the medicine of this art. It is such a blessing to be able to share and reveal these glimpses of the spirit. I’m sending you all much love and strength as we march together into the summer of 2021 and what will be the 4th wave of COVID 19.
Stay strong my friends....all my relations....MAJ
Good evening to each and everyone. It’s amazing how we take so much for granted at times. We were recently hit with a 3 day power outage during what was a freak storm for 20 minutes but wreaked havoc for hundreds,of thousands of souls all throughout the Kootenay’s. Hundreds of trees down and power lines fallen everywhere.
Here is a wonderful shot of my boy observing the element of fire. Growing up out here in the wilderness has greatly effected my sons growth and confidence being out in nature spirit. He loves it and embraces the every day experiences of being out here. I take him quading out here as well and he absolutely loves that too. Daddy time for him and he always looks up at me and smiles during our rides.
During this power outage I went deep up the mountain and found a bunch of fallen trees etc on the trails. I even went as far as I could but was once again humbled by the mountain. I started spinning in the snow and was several kilometres away from civilization. I recognized it was time to slowly retrace my trail up this road and reverse back down to some sand and rock. I managed and made it safely back home. Enjoy your evening everyone and indeed we got our power back on today...all my relations...MAJ
In the meantime I am glad to share that new works are being worked on and finished. I have a waiting list that takes up much of the spots on the list for 2021. This is why it is important to stay focussed and busy. I am most certainly thankful for all the appreciation coming forth in new commissions. I have been quite excited by this and it inspires me to give you my best, one painting at a time.
Thank you once again for your commitment and patience. It is a wonderful energy to be in this position and of executing the best for you. I wish you all a great weekend filled with love, joy and happiness. All my relations, MAJ
I’m putting the past behind me...my son is the investment of my future, his future. Enjoy this slice of heaven from Ozzy and his daughter Kelly, Changes:
All my relations, MAJ
The truth is and continues to be that Canada was and is built on racism. It’s sickening. The perverse colonial mind set continues to roll on through in this, the 21st century. It’s sad and absolutely appalling on all levels with regard to being a human being. The destruction of our cultural practices, trying to wipe out our languages, stealing our cultural artifacts, dishonouring the treaties, wiping out and outlawing ceremonies,...the list goes on and on and on.
And even under this darkness that colonialism is, we as First Nations continue to thrive and live. We continue to find our ways, we continue to heal and rise. And even in that, we First Nations continue to be welcoming and forgiving. We continue to share our love for not only the sacredness of the earth, but each other.
What makes us even more powerful is that through the abuse and torture of colonialism we are forced to learn your ways, as settlers. Your languages, your history, your mathematics, your religion, your laws and your education. And on that we must rediscover who we are as indigenous, as First Nations, as Anishanabe. We literally have to live in 2 worlds. That of this perverse colonial system and that of our own history, our own teachings, native laws, cultural history, stories, songs, ceremonies and the arts. We literally have to learn how to think and live like an Indian in a white mans world. Even in that, what have you truly learned of us?
That is what being a 60’s scoop survivor means to me. Through these lessons and experiences that I have gone through I have found the secret path. I have learned to free myself through these experiences. I learned that I did not have to identify with my abuser, in being a Canadian. I could be an Indian, an Anishanabe soul, entitled to my sovereignty as First Nations. That I could find my own way, my own beingness.
I shared a post recently in this regard. I have a lot of support on social media. I am grateful for the connections and relationships that I’ve built and have over the years with those who fully support us and desire to work with us and not against us. Here is a sample of that post:
I am very thankful that my teachings and experiences can have a powerful impact on the lives of others. That’s what sharing from the heart is all about. Something I’ve certainly discovered that the average Canadian settler/immigrant struggles to do with us as First Nations. It all comes down to perspective. My activism is and will always be about speaking truth to power. All my relations...MAJ
I love listening to super cool tunes as I’m riding through and just feel so free as a bird. I garner a whole new level of inspiration. No one out here but me and nature most of the time. It’s just us...Zipping along like the wind...
All my relations, MAJ
It is still so unfortunate that the reality is that the cultural fabric of this country and how the approach must be made better and better each and every day with regard to the educational process regarding colonialism and genocide to our people as First Nations.
It blows my mind just how unaware and how unfortunately, the average Canadian citizen’s mind set is in this regard. It breaks my heart to see and at times experience the uneducated Colonial mind set in action. This “me first” approach and the basis of “money is king” with regard to the structures of the Canadian society hierarchy are becoming more glaring and distinct in that very structure.
I see it as the greatest weakness that the cultural fabric of this country has. It’s embarrassing and I find it a bit “slow in the head and heart”. I have always been about people coming together for the greater good. It’s the foundation of who I am. The very basis of our culture is that we are a loving and welcoming people. But I find it very disturbing really to experience such a vastness of this across these lands.
One can most definitely say that the multi generational plans of colonialism have done not only a serious number on us First Nations, but it is quite evident that the average Canadian citizen has been blindsided by the effects of this as well. The wheels of injustice and the horrific reality of this ongoing genocide to us in the 21st century should move every Canadian soul to wanna change. To make it right.
This truth will always be my greatest wish. To see a vision of real true healing take shape and help to create that missing link that is in all of our hearts on some level: somewhere we have forgotten that we are all one. This is the reality that I try to live and teach my boy each and every day. That he is a vital and sacred part in all life. That all life is sacred, is to be honoured and respected. I know that I will continue to be a voice for not only this generation, but for many generations to come. My teachings are in my art. I am a culture creator, a visionary, a storyteller.
The power and legacy of my culture has taught me that. There are those of us who come to realize just how powerful they are. For me I will never surrender my sovereignty as Anishanabe to anyone. My cultural path and identity will remain with me forever. I have found my way. My legacy is in the hands of my son now as well. My greatest wish and joy for him is to create his life experience in any way he so chooses. This is his power. But I will always desire for him to carry on the torch so to speak with regards to our cultural ways, teachings and understandings.
For this shall always remain as our essence. That we are spectacular and immensely so beautiful. That our richness is in the magnificence of who we are. That together, we stand on great shoulders. From one generation to the next we are the change we have always been searching for. All my relations, MAJ
Good afternoon to each and everyone. I wanted to give a special shout out to all my collectors, fans and buyers. Thank you for your continued support and energy with regard to my artistic legacy. Things are rolling well for me during this Covid situation. I’m in an ideal location deep in these Kootenay mountains.
We are located just off Kootenay lake, right below at the base of our mountain ranges here. It’s spectacular and awe inspiring every single day. I’m getting into a major creative swing over the next 6 months I will be painting for days on end. There are many pieces to finish in the studio here at Jacobson native art.
In the meantime enjoy yourselves as much as possible. Stay alert and focused and enjoy this space with ourselves and the few others when possible. Be vigilant out there. I send all my best for now...all my relations....MAJ