In dealing with sick and twisted sexual abusers like Norval Morrisseau? This is how it’s done

 

Being out here deep in the vast wilderness of the Kootenay mountains has taught me so much about self reliance and independence. I am certainly not afraid to be out here by myself. These last 6 years out here have built my character and sharpened by daily awareness about life and survival in some of the worlds most harshest climates. City life is for wimps. You have to truly abandon yourself and your philosophy of the good and bad because nature itself simply doesn’t give a fuck. That’s why I love her so much. Man is nothing out here but a whimper in the grand scheme of things. Nature spirit is king alpha out here. The more time I spend with her alone, the clearer I get. And so it is with sharing these truths around our new knowledge of Morrisseau and the entire sickness of that grotesque estate. 

In the spirit of truth and reconciliation everything in this moment of time is being turned upside down. The hunger for real truth and transformation is upon us. We are moving into a deeper knowing and knowledge. It is how this reality works. The world of lies and deceptions is crumbling all around us. The light of truth is illuminating many uncomfortable facts in this generation. Our ability to share and access information is perhaps the greatest it’s ever been in human history. From one generation to the next there are those of us who have had it with the bullshit, the lies and scams that keep hard truths in the realms of secrecy. We are tired of the old paradigms. Slowly we are waking up to the facts that colonialism is the weapon against us, all of us both indigenous and non native alike. 

We have so much work to do in being brave enough to break away from those things that cause the bondage of self. The hunger for money, property and prestige. The desire to run over and control, to cheat and manipulate. To oppress others for their own selfish gain. To hide the truth because of whatever that hidden agenda may be, most of the time it’s money. Once you see that? The rest is usually pretty easy to see and become enlightened to. Truth is like that. You can depend on it. It’s a real force in life. It guides the way. It illuminates and exposes what is hidden in the darkness. 

The exact same principles have been applied and have exposed the sick and twisted reality of the historic sexual abuser in Norval Morrisseau. A man who abandoned his children to chase the white mans dream of sex drugs and rock n roll. Art fame in good ol colonized Canada, his chief abuser and manipulator. The church and the abuse that happened there only fed his inner perversions and he too fell into the warped reality of being an abuser. An abuser of children which is really the fuckin worst. He even sexually abused his own son. What the fuck? I don’t know what kind of reality these Morrisseau followers and those in the estate are thinking but in the larger world around your stupid and fake bubble? 

Sexual abusers get bricks shoved down their fuckin throats. In prison they get their throats slit. Most of them get either stabbed, shot and killed. That’s what happens to sexual predators. Morrisseau is no fuckin different. A father who sexually abuses his own child is the absolute fuckin worst. You people are beyond disgusting. It’s so warped and fucked up that history is correcting it. The present forces are indeed correcting it. The future is correcting it. Those like the estate of Morrisseau have been the most spiritually bankrupt people I have ever met. So blocked off from the sunlight of the spirit, their only reality becomes that of maintaining the lie, the delusion because they simply cannot handle the very nature of this truth. 

They are in such a dark abyss of denial that the truth becomes too much to bare. Think of this whole police investigation? Think of the Ontario superior court saying that the fake Morrisseau paintings were actually real? Think of all those people who vouched for the fake paintings? Even his own children and family signed sworn statements that the fakes, the black drybrush were all real? Legal experts saying the fakes were real? Dozens and dozens of galleries and auction houses all vying for their stakes in the fakes?

Holy fuckin shit is right. 

Even worse than that? This current police investigation into the criminal enterprise of the fakes and not even knowing that they were actually bringing some sort of justice to the pedophile artist and sexual child abuser in Norval Morrisseau. Imagine that? Holy fuckin christ is right. That is the reality going on here. This is what has been found and discovered regarding the legacy of Norval Morrisseau. 

You know, it’s crazy shit, no doubt. A destroyer of delusions is exactly what this truth is. There’s no way of getting around it. The witnesses and survivors have spoken. More will be revealed. The truth is being shared and many more people have personally contacted me to congratulate me on my strength and courage. To tell it as it is. No motive except for the truth. This is what sets me apart from a multitude of opinions. I am living this truth. I am in it. I see. 

I will continue to share the truth of my story. There is so much power in being genuine and honest. I am grateful to the spirit of my Creator who continues to show me the way. For our children and for those like my son, an innocent boy who has all my confidence and trust in the world and I having his. Daddy always loves you and will be here for you to protect you each and every day. The way a real father does....

All my relations, MAJ 

P.S: Watch this video. This is how fathers protect their children from sexual predators and abusers. Get a fuckin life Morrisseau estate. 

In the real spirit of truth and reconciliation: Norval Morrisseau was, is and will always be a sexual abuser of children

 

Today is national truth and reconciliation day. It’s something I don’t celebrate and actually don’t have a lot of faith in. The depth of indoctrination and denial is so bad that most First Nations and Canadians are beyond repair because of the multi generational ongoing acts of genocide,  trauma and lies caused by colonialism. It’s absolutely fuckin gross. Multi layered and so bent that there is very little hope of anyone actually turning this thing around. The colonizer has raped, murdered and destroyed generations of indigenous people. For what? For what we have. They’ve built their dreams, lives and goals all on the dead bodies of our children. Piling up their new found wealth on stolen Indian land. Buying their homes, properties and businesses through fake titles sold to them all by criminal Canada, the crown and the banks. All of it are actually active and ongoing crime scenes. Again, it’s fuckin gross. 

Same thing can be said of that fake bullshit white colonized world of their sexual predator and filthy sex shaman in Norval Morrisseau. A national disgrace. Sexually abusing his own son, little boys who were 8 years old. Young teens and young men. White man in complete denial. Can’t accept it. Can’t come to terms with it because of the money and truly that’s the only reason why. Scum bags like Gabe Vadas should pack his fuckin bags and go back home to Hungary. People like you are not wanted here. You types are part of the ongoing problem in Indian country. You are not welcome here on our lands, on my land. Same can be said of that idiot ceo in ding dong Dingle. You are a fuckin disgrace white boy. You look so fuckin stupid pimping out your sexual abusers in Nob, Norb Norval Morrisseau and that predator and enabler in Gabe Vadas trying to save face by living your pathetic white life in complete denial of the truth. 

It’s embarrassing to say the least. Same goes for all you idiot fucks in academia, the government, your institutions, your schools, the media, your meaningless positions in society, lawyers, cops, judges, politicians, your religion. All of it a big gigantic shit stain on the cultural fabric of this whore of a fake country and fake identity as so-called Canadians. Even the majority of Indians who have been baptized by their abuser in colonial Canada. Sold out chiefs, twisted so-called elders, wanna be gangster Indians who try to be black. The whole thing is beyond hope. It’s fucked. Permanently. 

This is why we’ll need a whole new approach. This one we all currently live in is fucked. It’s broken. It’s destroyed. It’s an unworkable system designed by historic white colonial idiots who thought their way was the right way. Finding your way through this isn’t easy. I’ll be the first one to tell you that. The scam is so large, it’s so big that it’s simply too late to save this old beast. She’s dying. Slowly but it’s dying. My hope is in the long away future of an unknown and undreamt reality. My only real hope is there. I get glimpses of this future in my son, in the children who are being taught the real truth of colonialism. Somewhere in their hearts are the seeds. The insanity of all of this is a horrible reality to bare. My sanity is in being alone in the pure spirit of Mother Earth. Only there do I find my healing, my wellness, my true connection. 

Any how I must continue on in this fuckin madness of humanity. The more I learn the more I see. Some good, but most of it ugly truths. It is my super power I would suppose. Seeing it as it truly is. Eyes wide open...

No question about it though, when it comes to this truth and reconciliation we are most definitely still, in a period of discovering the truth phase. All my relations I suppose...MAJ

Celebrating my birthday today and some recent success @ Jacobson native art

 

Good afternoon to each and everyone. Thank you for all the recent support and love over these last few months. The journey has been eye opening for many and the truth of what I’ve been investigating concerning the historic sex crimes of Morrisseau and those around his legacy has been permanently transformational. There is no going back to pretend land. Holding up sexual abusers as cultural icons and hero’s is over. It’s done. It’s finished. The delusion has been smashed. Now it’s in the hands of time. I’ll have more to say around these revelations but today is my birthday so let’s explore some good that I’m grateful to be apart of.

The above image is a screenshot from quilts for survivors which last week broke over 50K in likes, loves and support. It makes me feel very proud that my art can be used in such a healing and comforting process. I’m a 60’s scoop survivor myself and many in my indigenous family bloodlines are survivors of residential schools. So with my fabric line called: Healing waters, to see the positive effects being shared for these kinds of initiatives warms my heart and soul. It’s the whole reason why I decided to work with northcott fabrics. To let people from all walks of life have the opportunity to work with my designs. 

This second image here is a sneak peek of my second Fabric line coming out in 2024 titled: Sacred Earth. This will also be a major success as the results from Healing waters was incredible. I aim to be very selective in how my work is both shared and represented. I’m not a big fan of whoring out my life’s work to greedy and selfish organizations or corporations that have nothing to do with really supporting us First Nations. It’s weak to do that and embarrassing really. I pride myself on being hard to find and hard to get. I prefer small limited edition runs and exclusive collections. It’s not about being famous and in everyone’s homes or businesses etc. Same can be said of the institutions. I don’t care about that. 

I recently have partnered with a friend to handle my printing, my clothing line and other publishing goals regarding new exclusive designs and products. It’s exciting because first of all, he’s a genuine friend, a new found brother in life. I trust him, he trusts me. We are upfront and honest about everything. No secrets, no hidden agendas and no bullshit. I run my legacy and thank goodness it’s not in the hands of others who are non native. This is absolutely 100% an Anishanabe run business and artistic legacy. We Indians here @ Jacobson native art control our spaces, our voice, our platform. It’s authentic in every possible manner and should be this way for any others out there. This is how reconciliation moves forward for us. Support from our non indigenous friends and ally’s should understand that. To be authentically First Nations? It should be run by First Nations. Plain and simple as that. 

Any how I am having a fantastic day and it’s a beautiful birthday hanging out with my family and my little boy who is the greatest birthday gift a father could ever have. With all the best love I could ever receive I’m happy that life is moving forward one day at a time. The joy of living and the spiritual power of multiple awakenings and transformations has me continually seeking the will of the Great Spirit each and every day. Chi-miigwetch and all my relations, MAJ

Enjoy this newly discovered track which truly resonates for me about the power of truth and transformation. It’s by Robert Babicz titled: Human forest. It’s simply magnificent 😎

What an honour to heal and light my Norval Morrisseau collection on fire...🔥

The word is spreading  like wildfire and many have now seen my Facebook video of lighting my sexual abuser Norval Morrisseau collection on fire. What a privilege and honour to step up and expose this disgusting abuser of young children, young boys and young men. Along with that spiritually bankrupt co conspiring sex abuser in Gabe Vadas. The false narrative sharing that he was norvals adopted son. But it ain’t true because as I’ve stated why would an adopted father have sex with his adopted son?

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, MAJ

THE LINK ON FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/groups/234007275421606/permalink/679467647542231/?mibextid=5eVWNK

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.

First of all I sincerely want to thank many of you for helping me to piece together these accounts. I want to acknowledge Dr. Golden and Elder Shelly Charles for their support and sharing about the sexual abuse that happened to David Morrisseau, something that took place when David was but a child and struggled with that for his whole life. David himself confessed to this. I tried to reach out but he continues to struggle with alcohol and drug abuse all these years later. There was an out of court settlement to keep these accusations off the radar but the thing with the past is that some believe they maybe done with the past, but the past isn’t done with you. And this really rings a bell when it comes to historic sexual abusers. Because of the very nature of exposing these accounts it must be done for the greater good and whole. 

I would like to acknowledge Michael Cywink who exposed the story of Norval Morrisseau raping Brian Marion when Brian was 16 and 17 years old in Toronto Ont in the late 1970’s. Michael was in the apartment when it happened, listening to the cries of Brian telling Norval in the bedroom...no, no, no, please don’t do it, please no. Micheal told me about how shocking it was, he froze and simply didn’t know what to do. I can relate to how awkward and uncomfortable being in the vicinity of that is. I worked with several sexual assault survivors who truly are the real warriors in the movie I’m executive producer of called “There are no fakes”. It’s devastating and my heart goes out to the memory of Brian and his legacy. But what happened there is real. I trust micheal and his accounts of what took place. 

These are unfortunate truths that must be shared. There is an awful history here and like I mentioned propping up historic sexual abusers as icons, cultural hero’s and such is wrong. It’s disgusting and we need to put a stop to this. Many educators, collectors, institutions and children in schools need to be protected. Both indigenous and non indigenous alike. This is about correcting history. This photo here is of Gary Lamont and Norval Morrisseau back in the 1980’s. Lamont is a convicted.serial rapist awaiting trial yet again for several new sexual assault charges. He was recently charged 2 months ago as well for his involvement in the fraud of his sexual mentor in Norval Morrisseau. It is well known in Thunder Bay Ontario that these guys were sometimes sexual partners. It’s the underlying reason why Gary did what he did. He was jealous and felt betrayed by Norvals relationship to Gabe Vadas. It’s the elephant in the living room. The history that many have tried to deny. That Norval Morrisseau was a deviant sexual abuser of both boys and young men. Gary Lamont himself has mentioned this. I crossed paths with this bastard a couple times back in my day in Thunder Bay. Bought weed off of him but never spent much time hangin around. Gary was always a weird and fuckin slimy personality. I never trusted him. By that time I was Rollin with much bigger players in the criminal world. I was a young and crazy mother fucker when I was a kid. I was packing a gun at 16 years old selling cocaine and other designer drugs including tons of lsd. 

I loved fighting and beating the piss out of people back then. Obviously the alcohol and drug scene caught up with me much faster and by the time I was 20 years old I was strung out on 9 different physc meds and 

ended up hanging myself in prison and being dead for 7 minutes and in a coma for 5 days. So my whole life has been an uphill battle and to be where I am today is a testament to the courage and strength it takes to pull yourself out of the gutter. I believe in a better today and tomorrow because of the things I’ve confronted and conquered in my past. This story is no different. 

As one of the worlds premier woodland school artists who prides himself in being a fighter for truth and justice and seeing the broken put themselves back together again, I find it an honour to be honest and transparent  with you all. Thank you for your love, kindness and support. I appreciate all the historical accounts from Karl Burrows and David O’Connell who shared their stories of being around Gabe and Norval, the sex abuse and acquiring of young boys in boys town, young male prostitutes on the DTES of Vancouver. Where the continued abuse took place of young victims dealing with their brokenness on the streets while being victimized by both Norval Morrisseau and Gabe Vadas. I want to thank the legendary woodland painter in Saul Williams who shared on the truths of Norval Morrisseau being “shunned” from up North in our northern communities and reservations. These sex crimes were a serious issue for Norval back then and this was one of the leading reasons why he left Ontario. 

This last witness is a bit tricky for me because we recently had a falling out of his own choosing. I want it understood that he played a vital role in helping me come forward in my abuse and helped me to come to terms with that. Even though you chose to abandon me because of your own defects of character, I forgive you for that. I know your road is a challenging one as the abuse that happened to you will take a lifetime to heal. I hope this helps you with strength and courage Tom Tom Sinclair. I am sincerely grateful for the time we did share over these last 6 months. Your ability to be so open and honest with me about Norval sexually  abusing you when you were just a little boy opened that door for me to confront what happened to me. You see, I have an innocent and pure 5 year old son who walks this life beside me each and every day. Through our sharing it made me reflect that if anyone hurt my child? I’d wipe them off the face of this earth. I still stand by that today. 

I have a duty to be honest and transparent as I’ve expressed throughout this article. You telling me this story made me feel so sad but it was the event that triggered this awakening within me. For not only us to heal but for this truth to be shared as a tool for change. Mass change. Change in our communities and change in how we find our ways through, to the other side. Know that I only meant to come and be a friend. But friendship is a 2 way street young blood. You unfortunately jumped the gun and listened to coyotes who have a hidden agenda. You should’ve known better than that and this is perhaps the reason why you went astray. I shared with you in the beginning what I was about to do, being an investigative reporter and all around this. You are right and I won’t be telling your whole story. You’ll deal with that when your ready. That’s your story. But here, with this fucking disgusting truth around Morrisseau being a sexual abuser of children, young boys, young men? You are apart of my story. And no matter what, I’ll always be grateful for that. It helped to heal me. To come forward and be honest so that little boys like my son will never have to feel ashamed or embarrassed to be honest and truthful if these events ever happened to them. For me, this is about accountability and transparency. It’s the only way things really ever change. 

All my relations, MAJ - Rainbow Thunderbird 🌈🦅🌈

Here @ Kunze gallery and Jacobson native art we have the support of thousands of souls

 

Pictured here: Elk mask transformation. Carved by artist Michael Price

Pictured here: Hanging out with 2 incredible indigenous elders @ Kunze gallery

Good evening to each and everyone on this marvellous evening. Things are rolling well with our new partnership @ Kunze gallery and Jacobson native art. The spirit of real truth and reconciliation is definitely upon us and all those in whom I meet. It’s absolutely amazing and this partnership is where it’s at when it comes to how a gallery supports their artists. I feel so honoured and a part of, every single day. They absolutely love having me there and show me huge respect. 

They honour my knowledge and experiences throughout First Nations art across our lands and hold me in very high esteem. The way it should be. My power to influence and expand the spiritual energy and consciousness at the gallery is the best freedom Ive ever found in working with any gallery or institution. They allow me to shine, to speak the truth and share everything I’ve learned along the journey. 

They see me as a vast resource and indeed I am. It’s a beautiful fit in every sense of the word. 

I have pure freedom to be me. They are never embarrassed or intimidated in any way shape or form. They truly support me. Like a real family member and I too show them this same spirit and awareness. We work together so well. No issues, no power struggles, no fuckin weirdness whatsoever. I’m so happy about it. 

You know, I’ll tell you this. There are 3 types of people in life. The weak cup of coffee, the medium cup of coffee and like me, the strong cup of coffee. That’s just the truth of the matter. I don’t fuck around and I stand in my truth with strength and real spiritual power. I know I rub people the wrong way and many find me very challenging and difficult to deal with. 

But it’s not because I’m fucked up or mentally ill or a dark personality or whatever else people dream up in their little warped minds about me. Ive been dealing with that shit for years. It’s because I’m principled. I’m intelligent and very straight forward and I’ll tell you the truth regardless of your feelings or beliefs or delusions.

This is the reality. I’m not some bent codependent wimp struggling with trying to fit in. I personally don’t give a fuck what you or anyone else may think. Not regarding honesty. I’ll lay it all out for you. Precisely. On point. And I won’t take shit from anyone. I’m also very reasonable and fair. But if you cannot see your wicked ways, your errors, your defects of character and your hidden agendas? My soul will expose you and I’ll see right fuckin through you. That’s why most struggle with me. 

I’m the mirror. I’ve seen and been through it all. It’s hard to fuck around when I live my truth. That’s why people struggle. Why they eventually break themselves against me. It’s my spirit, my connection to Creator, I walk my life in truth. I live my spirituality in the upper, middle and lower worlds. Like the Creator has taught me and continues to teach me each and every day. I’m not afraid of pain, suffering or the darkness. I swim in the positive and the negative. Both are vital to understamding and true knowledge of the human condition. That’s me. That’s MAJ. 

All my relations and more to come....

Enjoy this peyote prayer song by Louie Gonnie called:  A new dawn 

The UFO/UAP Disclosure is upon us, watch this and learn more about this reality and truth

Good afternoon and welcome to Jacobson native art. Here we are investigating this story and have been for over 30 years. I’ve had numerous experiences and witnesses who have seen these UAP’S. These 2 videos are absolutely amazing and reveal a new push to declassify the UFO phenomenon. In the first video: we have the whistle blower testimony of David Grush, a former secret pentagon intelligence officer coming forward about what he knows. 

In the second video we have what took place last week regarding this new evidence and sharing of this truth being done in a congressional hearing and investigation. It’s absolutely brilliant. This push will be opening more doors as the direct result. In fact blowing the doors off of those who continue to lie and hide this from the public. 

We are definitely in a new era regarding this exposure and the United States and those in the various intelligence communities will no doubt be forced to come forward. It always starts with one who is brave enough to tell the facts of their life and experience. I can relate to this on so many levels. Any how, enjoy the documentaries and I hope you learn something regarding what is the most profound revelation to ever take shape globally in the 21st century. More to come...all my relations, MAJ

Meet the CEO of Jacobson native art, he’s 5 years old and his name is Sagein Wisdom Mark Anthony Jacobson

 

Pictured here: the CEO setting up his office and working on his tablet with Dadda

Pictured here: Original painting titled: For future generations. Size: 48 x 72 inches

Pictured here: A beautiful dreamscape of my son earning his wings

Good evening to each and everyone. Here at Jacobson native art we are proud to share the majestic beauty and spiritual powers of our son in Sagein Wisdom. He truly is the light of my world and each and every day a spiritual force of teaching me how to be a gentle, loving and trusting father. The greatest journey I've ever been on in my 50 years on Mother Earth. 

A beacon of spiritual light that aligns me with the fun and creative will of  the great master itself, our Creator. I am blessed beyond measure to witness this energy and spirit each and every day. The greatest of my loves, our son. So with that, I welcome you all to whom it is a fine privilege to share in this magical life and the one in whom we work for. Our boy. All my relations and more to come. MAJ 

This track is for you my boy. To always know and remember our deepest love and honour for you. In life and in death, I’ll be here for you. This I trust in the great foreverness...

Track by Wilkinson and Becky Hill:  Here for you

What’s fresh and new @ Jacobson native art: Super dope hoodies is what

Photo #1: The hoodie being showcased
 

Photo #2: Close up shot of the quality and inside of the hoodie

Photo #3: Close up shot of the incredible detail inside the hoodie

Photo #4: A complete back shot of the hoodie in its glory

Proud to announce an exciting new project with a grand new release of 100 limited editions in hoodie style. Maxed out in fresh indigenous spirit, we bring you: 

PLAYFUL SPIRITS. 

Each hoodie is specifically designed one at a time. To all the correct specifications of the design being balanced on the hoodie with proper size specks. Any how this is only one of several new projects coming forward here @ Jacobson native art. So stay tuned because we are hoppin and the vibes are deadly beautiful in the creative house of Jacobson. (All hoodies designed and manufactured here in B.C.) 

In the meantime check out this smokin track by Loco & Jam titled: We touched the sky. 

This beat is total JACOBSON:

Finished another piece. Look, the reality is this: Mastering Morrisseau was easy. Mastering me? Good luck

 

Title of painting: Honouring the sacred. Size: 24 x 36 inches. 

Good evening folks and I’m feeling a ton of gratitude and happiness. The gallery is moving along nicely and my spirit is feeling strong and super confident about the direction my life is going in. I will continue to move beyond Morrisseau and his legacy as that is permanently tainted with the truth coming forward regarding his historic sexual abuse. It truly separates me from that on a permanent scale. 

I can never look at his art and legacy in the same light ever again. The delusion has been smashed. Forever. In my view there are much greater artists in our woodland school of art than Morrisseau. Carl Ray, Roy Thomas, Saul Williams to name just a few, myself included. People tell me this all the time that I’m a much more superior artist. 

My technique, my line work, my detailing and inlay designs are far superior. It’s just the truth. It’s the way it is because the art doesn’t lie. I prefer hanging Jacobsons in my home than any Morrisseau any day of the week. This is the reality for me and I might also add, many collectors as well. My style and spirit is a better feel. I also believe that to be true. 

Any how, there is much more to come regarding the exposure of these facts. This reality has completely changed my views and I look forward to disclosing this powerful and life changing story with the world....

More to come, MAJ

Enjoy this track by XX and young Turks in: a violent noise

Finished this last night in the studio, here @ Jacobson native art: The best is yet to come

 

Feeling joyful and excited as life moves forward and I feel absolutely happy about this latest piece for a beautiful soul who is a gem of a human being. The theme of the piece is “She’s beautiful at play in a joyful spirit. The size of this original on stretched canvas is: 36 X 48 inches. 

I’m pleased with the outcome and will sit back and enjoy the rest of the day. Things are rollin at our new gallery collaboration with Kunze  gallery out here in the Kootenay mountains. Loving life and looking forward to the discoveries of meeting all kinds of new souls throughout our second season...

All my relations, MAJ 

Enjoy this beauty of a track by Anyma and Chris Avantgarde called: Consciousness

It’s national indigenous peoples day and I’m so grateful and blessed to expose those who could never make it in my world

 

Good afternoon and here’s to wishing you a wonderful day as we celebrate national indigenous people’s day. I feel so happy because my relationship with the Creator is truly my guiding light in this crazy and fucked up colonized era on our stolen land. Recently my spirituality (I operate in upper, middle and lower world) afforded me an inside view to the pathetic reality of the white settler colonizer. Not all are like that I know, one of my best friends on earth is a white dude, but it’s those who are colonizers themselves and don’t even know it. 

It’s so low in character and showed me the very nature of the colonizers mind set. Like I learned a while ago, the 3 operating principles of that mind set are: money, property and prestige. All on stolen Indian land. It’s so weak and embarrassing and yet, I feel pity because my heart is a good heart. A lesson well learned in who actually has my back and who doesn’t. It’s wise to know who your true enemies are and wise to permanently cut those ties. 

It’s people like that who are the real parasites and unfortunately these people come from all walks of life, in all kinds of positions and degrees and in all cultures and races. It’s beneath me and it’s often why most people eventually “break themselves” against me. In the end, I get to see them for who they truly are. Snakes in the grass and a fair warning that these individuals are really being exposed as toxic, spiritually bankrupt and worldly.

Any how, I’m glad to see it for what it is and who they are. I’m proud of who I am on this day and even more proud to share these life lessons for the one and only greatest love of my life in my son, Sagein Wisdom. Happy indigenous day to him. My light and love who inspires me to be a better father each and every day. My favourite soul in the whole universe. 

More to come and all my relations...MAJ 

Pictured here: my son Sagein doing a blessing with an eagle wing. 

When it comes to Indigenous law: We Anishanabe must sever ties and turn the crown upside down

 

Good afternoon to each and everyone and once again I appreciate all the love and support over these last few months. Big changes are happening and manifesting and the Creator is most certainly giving me a birds eye view of the poison and filth of white colonial law and all agents of the crown. I always said we First Nations must continue to strive for our sovereignty and break away from our abuser in Canada. That means all ties to the colonial blueprint of the commonwealth. 

It is a major step forward recently a couple of months ago that the Catholic Church denounced the doctrine of discovery which is what Canada was founded on. The entire world of colonial law is birthed in this racist doctrine. The crimes against humanity that this corrupt country is guilty of is beyond horrific. I am a survivor of these crimes, of this genocide. Most Canadians are still in a deep coma regarding this reality. They pretend that life just goes on and that theirs nothing one can do about the change needed. 

The whole system is truly bankrupt. You’d think that stealing trillions and trillions and trillions of dollars  throughout many generations now would some how help to fix these grave issues. But indeed the greed and selfishness of white settler mentality continues to sabotage any real meaningful change. They simply cannot produce it because the depths of these crimes and the actions and behaviours continue to drive that fucked up machine forward. 

My experience has been that there is no trust at this point in the cultural fabric of this so-called country. People are still in it (Canadian system and society) to primarily benefit for themselves. I feel that meaningful change must happen at the grassroots level, soul to soul. We are a very long way from that. It’s sad really how people use and abuse the system to gain some sort of power they think they have. It’s so gross the whole fuckin thing. Any how, those who continue to work for the crown and are agents of the crown they are the fuckin worst. Parasites on stolen Indian land.

Pictured here: The spiritually bankrupt Canadian settler who doesn’t know what the fuck he is doing or even seeing on stolen Indian land

I actually can’t stand these people and that’s my right. I don’t trust them and they always have ulterior motives. Money is their god and they’ll do just about anything to get it. It’s so ugly and I actually kinda feel sorry for them. They are the spiritually bankrupt. Seeking power and control to manipulate those around them. For ultimately self gain. It’s the weakest shit because they continue with this behaviour using every trick in the colonizer’s playbook.

Any how, fuck the crown and turn it upside down. This is the future for my people the great Anishanabe. We are a people who are dedicated to self determination. I’m grateful for my First Nations heritage as it has become the foundation for saving my life and in turn, saving my soul. More to come and all my relations....MAJ 

Celebrating our opening night with Kunze gallery and Jacobson native art

 

Good afternoon to each and everyone and what an amazing spiritual experience we all had that attended our opening night festivities. We came together in the real spirit of truth and reconciliation. My second season is officially off to a brilliant start. We shared in prayer and a powerful sacred smudging ceremony where everyone got blessed. I also performed a real and true adoption ceremony bringing the entire Kunze family into my Thunderbird clan. A real privilege for us all. 

Pictured here: A photo of yours truly sharing the sacred power and cleansing of the smudging ceremony 

It is very inspiring for me to see the willingness of my relatives want to share and participate in our good Indian ways. The spiritual energy and powers of our cultural way of life most certainly was inspiring for all who attended. I feel honoured and it is such a beautiful feeling to carry our Anishanabe teachings and practices to a whole new audience out here in the Kootenay mountains, Creston BC. 

Here is a new article written in the local news about our partnership and the festivities that were involved. I wish you all a beautiful afternoon and thank you for all the love and support moving forward. All my relations....MAJ 

LINK: https://www.mycrestonnow.com/34432/featured/creston-welcomes-newly-renovated-grain-elevator-with-art-show/

Our 2nd season is here in partnership with Kunze gallery and Jacobson native art

 

Good evening to each and everyone and just wanted to share this amazing new relationship I’ve been developing for over 2 years now. In the real spirit of truth and reconciliation both Kunze gallery and Jacobson native art are proud to announce this exciting partnership. We are both honoured to be grassroots in our approach in expanding our consciousness and spiritual energy towards widening the circle. 

This is officially my second season and I’m absolutely in joy as we continue to push forward expanding the vision. The Kootenay region is much like a new born child in this regard. We are creating ally’s and alliances that will help with the fundamental changes needed in how we approach the future. The next 7 generations to come. Any how, enjoy the photos and wish me luck...

More to come. All my relations, MAJ