Good evening to all my friends, collectors and fans here @ Jacobson native art. The last couple weeks I have seen some amazing people writing in and commenting about the last post I shared and your solidarity is simply remarkable. I thank you and I appreciate all of you sharing your thoughts with me. Indeed as a few of you have mentioned, it is usually how the truth gives birth. It’s ugly to look at, feel and process. It’s not a pretty picture and this has been the new revelations concerning Morrisseau and his historic sexual abuse. And many agree that this country needs to deal with their denial and start dealing with this reality. That it is wrong to prop up sexual abusers of children as cultural icons. We need to set this record straight so that another generation of children and main stream society get educated about this reality.
I can honestly say that after all the broken relationships I’ve experienced over the last 20 years around this whole Morrisseau fiasco, I completely see why many of these people were afraid of me. They broke themselves against me. Because my spirit was willing to go all the way. To see this right through to this end. That Morrisseau was nothing but a child abusing pedophile. That his fame and fortune was highly guided by his oppressor in the Canadian colonizer. Money was and still is the primary interest in protecting the lie. It’s some of the weakest and most pathetic shit I’ve ever had to see and witness. Gallery owners, institutions, collectors, educators, academics, political and legal organizations along with a handful of pathetic lawyers and a dash of broken famous people still hanging on to the lie. Unwilling to let go of the delusion. Because of the money. Fuckin weak...
I would also like to mention that after reflecting about the absolute garbage that Tom Tom ‘tampon’ Sinclair spewed about me and wanting me to kill myself and that I should kill myself for my 6 year old son? Fuckin weak little bitch monkey in my books. No real courage to be a man. You’ll always be a little junior artist to me. Ignorant and wounded soul who needs a profound spiritual experience. This boy knows nothing of the power of the Creator. To address someone with my credentials in that fashion is beyond pathetic. He’s an ugly person and someone I never want to know ever again. Good bye you “broken arrow shooting mother fucker”. That’s your new spirit name, goof. To see me in such a weak and darkened light says everything I need to know about you. My medicine showed me who you are. You should learn how to clean up your mess and change those dirty tampons you wear. Goof. People like you need a new pair of glasses and to see me in my rightful light like this example pictured below. This is how my inner circle of true friends see one another:
Get the picture?......Exactly. 😎
That’s been one of the defining characteristics of dealing with people around the art fraud and legacy of shitbag Morrisseau for all these years. The depth of filth and sick behaviour is no doubt the darkest chapter of my entire life. I regret it and I regret ever meeting many of these sleaze balls. Many of them dressed up in suits and ties. Never mind the filth in the likes of serial rapists like Lamont and his circles in Thunder Bay. Many of them I opened up my life to who I thought were on the good side. Not. In the end the only one who remained true all the way through is none other then Dallas Thompson. Someone I have the privilege to be a part of his healing journey and life experience. A treasure of a soul in whom I’ll always have love and respect for. A true warrior, a true brother and a true friend. A real Indian!
Pictured here: my son and I building castles in our art studio last week. ❤️
I’ll continue sharing my life and the truth of my experiences. I am honoured to be a truth teller and to be a source of inspiration for generations to come. There is no doubt that my legacy is a righteous and beautiful energy. I carry myself with strength and integrity. I am the only one to go all the way to see this thing right until the end. More souls will wake up over time and begin to digest this truth. For me, Morrisseau’s legacy will forever be permanently fucked. I don’t stand with sexual predators and I’ll never again prop them up as cultural icons. For they are not. With respect for the truth and moving forward I wish many of you a beautiful new 2024. All my relations, MAJ
In the spirit of truth and reconciliation pay attention to this story. Be warned this event is very triggering and traumatizing. What a wicked and dark spirit this piece of shit has in Tom Tom Sinclair. Somebody I tried to help and bring him into the truth. I spent several hours over months and months trying to support him and help him come to terms regarding his sexual abuse by Norval Morrisseau when he was a boy. An 8 year old boy. And because of that unhealed experience and trauma he is literally one of the biggest disappointments in human interaction that I’ve ever had. You’ll come to understand why.
The spewing of filth and sickness and deep resentment towards me that he has is some really ugly shit. What a fuckin gross experience. You should be ashamed of yourself. So weak and spiteful it’s truly sad that I have to even share this. But I must. To set the record straight with my interactions around this whole entire sickness regarding Morrisseaus pathetic and twisted legacy.
From this point forward this guy can literally go fuck himself. You are a pathetic excuse of a human being and a woodland artist. You are a sick and demented individual. I will not show you any pity or mercy. You are literally a broken indian. And it’s an honour for me to expose this. To expose you. Goof. I’m happy to know that you put those gifts I sent you back to the earth. You didn’t earn them and you certainly don’t deserve them. You simply couldn’t stand up like a real man. Like Dallas Thompson did, like I have. I called you a fuckin coward and a wimp because the way you acted? That’s exactly who you are.
We were going to do an interview with APTN Investigates last year with a reporter named Kenneth Jackman. To cover this story. They were all in. I didnt feel comfortable with Kennth because quite frankly he admitted to being a Christian who is a white guy and I simply felt with all the residential school trauma and abuse coming forward it simply wasn’t the right fit for him to be telling this story. Our story. So all of us who were involved decided to go with a feature documentary. That was dead in the water as well. I killed it because of this sick fuck in Tom Tom. After going through all of that and coming to terms with my own experience of trying to be sexually abused by Norval and his fuckin clown goof handler in Gabe Vadas, I felt it was time now to try and move on.
The residual effects of this dark and twisted energy around Morrisseau and his corrupt legacy still finds a way to interrupt my moving forward. This recent event will no doubt help with me closing the doors on this permanently. What a gross and disgusting experience. This last part of the article here is about Tom Tom and I having our final conversation yesterday. I’m exposing it to share the truth of what the effects of sexual abuse does to a persons character. The depth of being so deep in the abyss of his own “Morrisseau Stockholm syndrome”. It’s literally the weirdest shit I’ve ever experienced with another so-called Indian artist.
The screenshots are of our conversation and there was a bit more that was said but he completely flew off the handle with this tirade. Saying that I should go kill myself and end my life for my son, so that his daddy is dead. Think about that? It’s fucked up. He also goes on to say that I’ll go jerk off to his sexual abuse story about Norval Morrisseau abusing him and other children, calling me a pervert, a sick pig, etc. That there was really crossing the line. Back in the old days I would literally beat the living shit out of somebody for talking to me like that. But today is different. I’ll give him the grace he needs to find his way through how truly sick and twisted this wounded soul really is. May this story help you to grow up and be a man someday.
The screenshots of the blue writing is me, the screenshots of the black and white writing is Tom Tom Sinclair:
At this point all one can truly say is....ENOUGH SAID. Fuck you Tom Tom Sinclair.
P.S: In colonial Canada telling someone to go kill themselves is a Federal crime which can get you up to 14 years in a federal institution. A friend of this site wrote in to make a note of that. Miigwetch 😎
Good evening to each and everyone here @ Jacobson native art. We are happy to announce with pride and excitement our second gallery location out here in the Kootenay mountains of B.C. Our first main gallery with Kunze and Jacobson native art is a beautiful success and my partnership with them is absolutely stellar to say the least. Both Sandy and her husband Dirk understand the true path of truth and reconciliation. They have been so loyal and respectful, kind and loving that it has reinvigorated my love and appreciation for humanity. They have opened their life to me and have gone out of their way to make me feel apart of. It’s so refreshing and beautiful.
Photo of art studio and boutique in Creston BC @ Kunze gallery & Jacobson native art
I’ll be sharing my time at both new gallery locations as we are building something very beautiful together. I do believe this has never been done by an indigenous artist throughout colonial Canada. To be operating and managing 2 galleries simultaneously here in the region is quite unique and special. I feel super thrilled by the whole pursuit of making my art and the cultural and spiritual energy of the great Anishanabe a focal point for bringing the people together. Mother Earth and all creation upon her must find a way so that we can joyfully cocreate for future generations ahead. This is the purity of my heart.
Photo taken of the inside studio space @ Kunze gallery & Jacobson native art
There will be so much new growth and potential manifesting here that I’m truly excited to be apart of. My new partnership with Luc @ little giant productions is coming along beautifully. We both are excited about our new and upcoming grand opening in Kaslo BC this July 1st, 2024. Our product lines are simply the best out there and we are offering collections with a unique touch that really nobody else is doing. We are fresh in energy and spirit. Our common goals are aligned and this is truly the kinds of partnerships I’ve been searching for my whole life. It’s coming together, the visions and dreams now have their time to be born. What a wonderful blessing for all of us combined. Stay tuned as more information and updates to come over the next few weeks. We are truly building a dream here @ Jacobson native art. Miigwetch and all my relations...MAJ
Enjoy this track to kick off our second gallery enterprise.
It’s by Underworld, track title: 2 months off (Tim green remix)
Photo taken Dec. 1st, 2017 @ Kootenay lake hospital in Nelson BC. (Sagein is 2 hours old)
Good evening to each and everyone and here’s to a healthy and strong new year as we continue to trudge this road of happy destiny. For those who know having a child is reality bending and changing on every level you can think of. The most profound journey any soul can go through. It’s our true purpose. Our son Sagein Wisdom is all of that and more. As I have stated several times throughout many of my articles, he’s the most profound teacher I’ve ever known. The pound for pound greatest champion of my heart. A true living legend that I’m super blessed to help guide and navigate with through this thing called life. Indeed it is true what they say that having a child opens up a part of your heart you never knew you had. It’s been over 6 years now with him in my life each and every day. All of it has been absolutely mind blowing and truly phenomenal on all levels. I don’t want to be anywhere else in life except right here, beside him.
Ever since leaving Vancouver in 2017 and moving out here to the Kootenay mountains we’ve been living a beautiful and peaceful lifestyle. We live right in the heart of the mountains off Kootenay lake. Tucked away in the hidden landscapes living our dream life. I have access right outside my front door to the thresholds of Mother Earth. Grizzlies comb our backyard, cougars have trails around here. The elk and deer are plentiful and our water supply comes right from the top of the mountain where we live. We breath clean air and are not bothered by corporations or the Canadian colonial government. No cops for 2 hours atleast and we police ourselves out here. There are only 350 souls who live here. Nobody fucks around because if you do? You’ll find out. You can get shot here and there’s nobody to help you for a couple hours atleast. So you learn quickly about the responsibility of community here or your out.
I’ve got lots of options out here and nobody really knows anything about the woodland school of art so I can fully represent the true living spirit of my culture and artform here. It’s refreshing. Also I’m one of only a hand full of Indians living here so that too is quite fresh and renewing for me as well. It affords me a lot of creative freedom and individuality as I bring a whole new creative energy with regards to what Jacobson native art is. It’s absolutely beautiful to just be myself and bring a new fresh approach to the woodland school or as my great mentor Roy Thomas would say; Anishinaabe art. With me staying true to the actual spirit of the art and perfecting the process of laying it down for future generations. Being out here as a Thunderbird spirit is where Thunderbirds like to be. In places like this.
This is a shot of Kaslo BC and we lived there for 2 years before moving here to Crawford bay BC. I loved it there and built some strong relationships and memories of the whole region. It’s where I also confronted my generational trauma and began to process decades and decades of life experiences. Having a child will no doubt bring everything up for you as a new parent and you’ll be forced to look at yourself and your family dynamics. You will go either 2 ways. Hide and deny or face it and heal. The spiritual powers inherent in our children are astronomical. Creator like. The purity of it. Transformational.
Pictured here: Sagein observing his painting I’m making for him. 2019 in Kaslo, BC
This whole awakening of becoming a father and sticking to the plan each and every day has profoundly changed me. All thanks to my little boy in Sagein. The most spectacular change agent I know. It’s so powerful and our bond is the best I’ve ever had. You see, I know the fuckin road maps of what it was like, what happened and what its like now. I grew up with an absentee father who struggled with the bottle his whole life. Never really made an effort when he left after around 7 years old for me. It left a hole in my soul that nothing could ever really fill. A fathers role is that important, it’s that significant. Especially for us boys.
Title of painting: In honour of our son - Sagein Wisdom. Size: 36 x 48 inches. (Gift to him)
So indeed the masterful levels of self reflection and the changing of the behaviours and actions from times of the past are essential. To grow and learn how to do things different and not follow those old paradigms is truly a transformational process. It is refinement and a filling of all those holes in your heart that you unfortunately had to endure and go through. That’s why I place the highest values on my son. Because no other force could do it, could get in there. The keys to my heart he was born with. Only his existence could open those doors. A failed childhood filled with major suffering and trauma leaves a lasting stain on your soul. The magic is in our children. I know this because my son shows me the way each and every day. Love, trust, safety and comfort are essential to his wellbeing. For him to fully express himself. A living dynamo of self expression. The very nature of his life to just be. Perfect little him in every single way. All of it the gift of his life, our life as father and son. My true light in this world, why every day is really the best days we've ever had. All my love to you my boy, momma and dadda love you always and forever...
All my relations MAJ - Rainbow Thunderbird 🌈🦅🌈
For those who may not know, I’ll leave you with my favourite song of all time and really is for me, my life anthem by New Order. Track is called: Everything’s gone green.
Title of original painting: Her spirit guides. Size: 24 x 36 inches.
Good evening and welcome to a new year with fresh and new exciting energy for 2024. I’ve been very busy this winter season working on several commissions and staying very busy with my own pieces as well. I have about 52 paintings on my waiting list and I haven’t been able to even think about other galleries inquiring about how to get new work. Presently I’m very happy with how the demand has grown for my works. I’m busy. Lots to do. So there really isn’t any room to even get on my waiting list.
Cadillac problems in the business of dealing art. Everyone’s been super patient and loyal to me. No whiners or complainers. Everyone knows now that when it comes to Jacobson art? Quality takes time. Perfecting the art form is where it’s at for me these days. Getting the balance and composition down perfectly, or as close as I can to it. I simply just draw the image out in one shot with a pen, never a pencil. I have reached another level in mastership of the art. I trust it so much that I get it right, the first time.
It’s a beautiful thing. The strength and confidence to move way beyond many of the previous masters before me including ol dirty Morrisseau himself....lol. After these last few years of all that it feels absolutely phenomenal to have shone the light on the whole fuckin thing. Much like chopping the head off of that fake myth of all that weird grand shaman bullshit. I mean really, what a joke that whole sick reality will always be. The colonized world of Pedophile Morrisseau
I’ve had some emails over the last couple weeks about my new direction and such and a couple people mentioned that I should post a couple permanent links to my articles exposing the truth and the evidence I discovered. I probably will figure something like that out as resources for a truthful and honest perspective for all future woodland school artists and true knowledge keepers of our Anishanabe art.
Any how we are dealing with lots and lots of snowfall out here in the Kootenay mountains of B.C. I’m very happy out here but there’s no doubt the strength and power of Mother Earth and her seasons will test your resolve. Living in the mountains takes a kind of true and dedicated soul because she’ll put you to work out here and on that note, enjoy this latest design and I look forward to revealing more new originals over the next few months. Miigwetch and all my relations...
MAJ - Rainbow Thunderbird 🌈🦅🌈
Enjoy this deadly new track I just discovered called: Legacy by Oveous
Title of painting: The facing of your fears. Size: 36 x 48 inches. Created in 1999 Toronto, Ontario (Colonial Canada)
A special welcome to each and everyone and my hope for all of you this new year is deeper appreciation for life and to take better care of each other and the great Mother Earth herself. We have plenty of work to do to prepare the way for future generations. This attitude is fundamental for our future survival and wellbeing as a species. The fine art of relearning how to coexist with the planet, with the resources and with one another.
Walking a good life each and every day with being mindful through our actions is how the change and growth continues. Like doing a daily self inventory. In the realms of learning to master ones self we find that there are always things to shift and change within ourselves. The art of life itself should be focused in this manner. I aim for this everyday. To try and be a better version of myself than yesterday. The living reality of the human being existence without a spiritual compass is a difficult life indeed. Many have never been shown the way, or are ignorant and choose to max out self in every way possible. A weak perspective if you ask me.
The reality is that not everyone is on the same page. Many still clamour for this or that needing those instincts for self to be fed. Mostly by the world and it’s people. One of the big reasons why there is so much struggle in the world. Why many prefer the illusion and the lie, because it’s easier to live with in most cases. The truth is not an easy road to follow. It requires great personal strength of character because you will literally be changing the world and everyone in it. That is the very nature of truth. It exposes what is hidden, it enlightens, it Illuminates and lights the way.
Living out here deep in the Kootenay mountains is transformational each and every day. There is a natural cleansing of the heart and mind that affords us being so close to nature spirit. She heals me, it’s the greatest awareness because literally I’m living in deep spiritual intimacy with the spirit of Mother Earth. I wake up and go to sleep in her beauty. The best move I ever made coming out here to live a solitary life style. I’ve never had to get vaccinated as the direct result. We live in a community of 350 souls and we all live spread out around these mountains. You have to be someone who’s very comfortable in their own skin. You also need a deep passion for creativity and being engulfed in the majesty of this beauty every single day...lol.
Photo of my playground out here in the Kootenay mountains
So with that I’m excited for this new year in 2024. I feel like turning the page on many things I was once busy with as the direct result of warrioring up on behalf of the truth. It frees up the spirit or should I say makes more room within ones true self and knowing. It’s an honour to continue on this journey of life. I feel resolved and I’m looking forward to the future...all my relations, MAJ
Enjoy this track by one of my friends from Montreal, a legend in Misstress Barbara. Track title: Dance me to the end of love. Let’s welcome 2024 with a classic:
Good evening to you all and thank you for a fascinating journey here in 2023. It’s been a heck of a ride in uncovering, discovering and recovering the truth. I’ve always believed that honesty is the best policy. Being a crooked fuck who lies in the 21st century is super weak in character. Throughout these last 20 years and being involved in uncovering the art fraud and sex crimes of Norval Morrisseau,s legacy, the filth on both sides of that Morrisseau coin, I’m happy to refocus and move on.
There’s really nothing else to say about it all and I’ve written plenty of articles on this subject matter inside and out. I think I can safely say I’ll always remain one of the worlds leading experts on this complete investigation. I feel that through courage and strength of integrity in character, I’ve exposed it all. The whole fuckin thing. I’m sure others will continue to come forward and I’ll remain to hold a watchful eye on the future of our woodland school of art. And everybody in it. From the artists to the galleries and estates, I’ll be watching. The reality is there truly is no one capable of doing so at my level of knowledge and experience. And with Lamont and the others having to face their reality, I think at this point the truth has taken me far enough in the realms of every thing Morrisseau.
So with the illumination of Creator spirit and my unique and sovereign relationship to it, we will continue to light the way throughout the entire woodland school and the world of art. My focus will now be on expanding my blueprint in the woodland school and support those artists who desire to keep things in their fundamentals. Cultural appropriation will continue to be called out by yours truly. Truth and reconciliation is something that I’ll continue to explore and test the reality of these principles. Everything I’ve ever written here has come from the truth of my heart, my knowledge, my learning and research along with decades of experience as being a true master in this style, this art movement. Those who know fuckin know...plain and simple as that.
Any how let’s welcome some change and fresh new energy as we welcome the new year of 2024. A special Miigwetch to each and everyone of you...even my enemies...All my relations...
Rainbow Thunderbird 🌈🦅🌈
Enjoy this track by Tal Fussman titled: It was misunderstood (How I feel about 2023)
Good evening to each and everyone and welcome to Jacobson native art. We are proud to announce our new line of beautiful designs and products in partnership with my amazing friend and soul brother in Luc @ Littlegiant productions here in the Kootenay mountains of B.C. We are a family run enterprise in the spirit of truth and reconciliation. Both of our families are First Nations and it is an honour to partner together building a multi generational partnership. For our children’s children and so on...
All links to the products are posted to their respective image. We thank you for your love, appreciation and solidarity. We walk in truth and authenticity. We believe in sharing the transformational powers inherent in my art and protecting the integrity of our culture for future generations. We also both believe in fine quality products stamped in a uniqueness that is highly present in our connection to the spirit and business of our art. So feel free to have a look at these amazing new releases. Miigwetch and all my relations, MAJ
Today is a special day. It’s my sons 6th birthday today and we are honoured and so grateful for the love and beauty he carries every single day into our lives, our hearts. He is indeed the most precious and phenomenal teacher I have ever known. Such a dynamic soul who shows me so many gifts of his existence and pure beingness. Truly he is the only one who has been able to simply move mountains in my heart. It’s the greatest love I’ve ever known.
These photos were taken of us being up the Kootenay mountains about 50 km’s deep. He wanted to build a snowman up here and so we went on a magical cruise through these magnificent mountains. These really are the most amazing and brilliant times of my life. Showing up and being present in his life each and everyday is definitely the greatest times of my life. He is such a happy and playful boy. His energy is such a gift and I’m so grateful to be his dadda. I love you son with all my heart and I look forward to us continuing to grow together each and every day. Life with you is so profound...
Love always, Dadda
Medicine way, grandfather peyote continues to show the way. Happy birthday son ❤️
Good evening and once again welcome to where the heartbeat of truth and reconciliation is regarding my experience and understanding of the process so far. As someone who has made myself whole and one, I see things from both my white side and the Indian in me. I’m much more powerful than most. Because I see with 2 sides of my heart. This is why it’s super difficult and challenging to lie to me. To manipulate me. To deceive me. I am spirit. I am connected to Creator in such a way that I’m able to pierce through the lies and deceptions because my soul is aligned.
And so it is when one is able to see things as Creator does. Honest, in its pure situation and reality. I feel this way as a true guardian of the entire woodland school of art and the current 5 generations of artists. There is no one at my level in the entire knowing of hundreds of artists throughout the woodland school. I am truly the only one who knows and has worked with hundreds from the first generation of artists to the current new ones beginning to blossom in our 5th generation. There are no academics or historical researchers who even come close. That’s my strength and power through direct experiences. Not even anything or anyone Morrisseau can claim that. I’m the key who sees them all. And that is direct from Creator spirit. It’s the knowledge and the experience. It’s unfuckable.
My sovereignty as Anishanabe supersedes anything colonial including anything Canadian. It’s our law, Creators law. I am one with that law. It’s been here for 10’s of thousands of years. Fuckin old school. That’s how I choose to roll. I speak truth. I am truth. I am an instrument of truth. Miigwetch and all my relations....MAJ
READ THIS:
Learning truth: 🌈🦅🌈
Crown Title: A Colonial Lie
"Most Canadians assume that somehow Canada acquired formal title to this land 150 years ago in the British North America Act, the country’s founding document. That this is not the case is clearly reflected in the fact that Canada is still desperately negotiating with hundreds of First Nations to have them surrender, once and for all, their title to the lands given to us by the Creator.
So, it is clear even today that Canada and the provinces that were created by an Act of the British Parliament in 1867 do not have any inherent authority in our territories. In the creation of the state, the lie of underlying title was passed along without much thought to the implications. Or, if the British House of Commons or Lords thought of the implications, there was a decision made at some point to try to simply disinherit the rights of our nations.
We see the continuation of these same legal lies today in the so-called British Columbia treaty process, which is clearly a sham process. It is not a treaty process. It is not dealing with the real issues of underlying title. The land claims policy of Canada works from the assumption that the title vests in the Crown and that the Indians are making a “claim” for our own lands and territories.
The British used the Doctrine of Discovery to assert authority and jurisdiction over our territories throughout Turtle Island. It was to prevent other colonizers from asserting their jurisdiction. The British Crown sent representatives across the oceans to the shore of our island. What they saw, they wanted. There was only one problem. The lands and resources were being used by our nations. In order to gain access to our territories, the British Crown enacted the Royal Proclamation of 1763 to govern the subjects. This Proclamation was for the subjects of the Crown to follow when trying to access our territories. There are three important aspects of the Royal Proclamation: 1) In order to access the lands and territories of “Indian Nations or Tribes,” there needed to be an agreement or a treaty. 2) If the Crown’s subjects were within the territories of the Indian Nations or Tribes, the Crown was obligated to remove them (they would be considered squatters). 3) Agreements or treaties would be made only if the Indians “so desired.” This makes treaties a prerequisite to the Crown’s subjects legitimately moving into the territories of Indigenous Nations.
There was a start to the treaty-making process that moved from the east going west and north; when the colonizers reached the Rocky Mountains, they stopped making treaties with our nations. Except for the treaties made on Vancouver Island and a small section of the northeastern part of what is now called British Columbia, the rest of the present province remains without the treaties that were demanded by the directives of the British Crown.
In 1972, the International Court of Justice (ICJ) – which some people refer to as the World Court – issued an advisory opinion in relation to the rights of Indigenous peoples in the Western Sahara case. The Court struck down the concepts of discovery, conquest and terra nullius -lands without any people. Our nations were never discovered; we were not lost. We were not conquered. Our territories were not terra nullius – the ICJ directed that there needed to be a treaty prior to entering into their territory. British Columbia and large areas of Canada did not have treaties with the colonizers. Instead, Canada tries to manipulate the treaty process. The policies leave our nations in debt as our small underfunded communities need to borrow money to have the resources to negotiate with Canada. The irony of the whole process is not lost on our old people – “Why are we borrowing money to talk about our lands?” Then, there are the non-ending unilateral decisions by Canada while it changes the non-ending policies and directives. Canada makes no attempt to have a true treaty relationship based on trust and good faith. It is one-sided. It is also contrary to the United Nations’ directives.
This was clear in Canada’s creation of the federal Comprehensive Land Claims Policy in 1986. This is a policy. It is not a law. It is not based on the elements of the Royal Proclamation of 1763. Canada continues to seek certainty largely through a de facto extinguishment of Aboriginal title. Most of the recent settlements contain a clause: “This Agreement constitutes the full and final settlement in respect of the aboriginal rights, including aboriginal title, in Canada of X First Nation.” If our nations did not have title, why does the state spend so much money and time to get the nations to sign off on the extinguishment clauses of a claims settlement?
There is no attempt by Canada to seek co-existence as set out in the Royal Proclamation, which recognized our nations and tribes as having ownership to our lands and the need for a treaty to access them. What is so hard to understand? Ownership would eliminate poverty. It would raise up our nations to their rightful place in the family of nations. Clearly, the state of Canada has a vested interest in maintaining the lie."
Sharon Venne
Enjoy this track by Blanka Barbara featuring Amber Long titled: Epiphany
Good afternoon and welcome to Jacobson native art. I appreciate all the support and solidarity over these last few months. Exposing Norval Morrisseau and that spiritually bankrupt estate has been and continues to be a massive honour for me. Same can be said of holding ol Buffy Sainte-Marie to the light as well and seeing just how deep her lies and deceptions are. For both of them are guilty of lying to the public for decades. Lies, lies and even more lies is the reality here. It is truly a cultural abomination holding up historic sexual abusers and fake pretendians as cultural icons. It’s wrong to carry on with these lies from one generation to the next.
Holding these people accountable is what is needed. Not spreading more falsehoods and misinformation throughout the present and future for us Anishanabe and countless others who simply don’t know the extent of the truths around this. I am definitely one of the worlds leading experts on Morrisseau and the woodland school of art. I know all the players on both sides of the coin. And believe me both sides are guilty of deceptions and falsehoods. It’s why I left the investigation and everyone who was involved. Because I simply started seeing it as it truly is.
Take for example the estate of Norval Morrisseau posting about their beloved criminal mastermind in Christian Morrisseau, one of the children who was heavily involved in manufacturing, distribution and sales of fake Norval Morrisseau paintings. He painted hundreds of fakes himself, worked with Jim white of white distribution who is currently charged in the art fraud by OPP and the Thunder Bay police. He owed tens of thousands of dollars to people and never took care of any of this before he died. He died a forger of his fathers bullshit art and he was simply a fraud, not a genius at all. A criminal. That is the truth of his legacy. A mediocre artist who sold his soul for the all mighty dollar. That’s the truth of his so-called weak legacy of betrayal, dishonesty and disgrace. He fucked over just about everybody he met. It’s nothing to celebrate or even be proud of. He died a liar and a broken man.
Again the estate of Norval Morrisseau is still in a place of sorting out all the criminal behaviour that has happened over the last 30 plus years of these forgeries and fakes. Here they are posting last week about Buffy Sainte-Marie being a cultural hero, that they look forward to working with their great sister in the future and to make the world a better place....lol. Sick isn’t it? Many people need to realize that the current ceo of the estate in Cory ding dong Dingle doesn’t know what the fuck he is actually talking about. He’s a white guy who thinks it’s his duty to regurgitate Morrisseau one liners and to fit everyone into one fish bowl so to speak. Never mind taking into account the reality that both Buffy Sainte-Marie and Norval Morrisseau lied for generations to the entire world. It’s pathetic and it will be corrected. Even this poor art student of Morrisseau who gifted Buffy that painting you see with her in the above photo. Even this sick bird can’t face the truth. These people want you to believe that loving these fraudsters is where it’s at. Never mind the reality of the truth. Let’s just make it up as we go along.....wrong.
It is my responsibility to share the truth with all my readers, collectors and fans. Many are in the dark because those with platforms are willing to lie to each and everyone of you, for your money. They live in denial of the truth. They only want you to see their version of the facts. So they willingly lie to protect the money and those investments. It’s absolutely disgraceful. You have to be diligent in finding the real story and that is one of my greatest strengths is that I’m willing to do that, to do the research and tell it as it is. The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. That’s what separates me from them. I don’t give a shit about the money, the wealth, the lies and illusions that they are willing to tell you. I have no financial interests with any of these people. They are scumbags and I’m willing to shine the light on all of this. To protect the future generations of children being born into this world. To help protect you from these lies. From the scam.
I would advise all of you to watch this documentary done by the 5th estate that came out a few days ago. It’s a compelling investigation into the very nature of being a fraud, a liar for generations and this is what the world of Norval Morrisseau is. It is a scam, a lie, a false narrative being invented to manipulate you, the art buying public. Be aware that not everyone in the art scene is telling you the truth. Many have hidden agendas, to keep you in the dark. To carry on the fraud....all my relations, MAJ
THE VIDEO from CBC’ s the 5th estate. Exposing Buffy Sainte-Marie as a fraud. A pretendian for over 60 years. Norval Morrisseau is next on the chopping block...
