I am embarking on a journey to do what I’ve always done. Get out of the car, or the train, or the city and find out where I am and who is there. I am doing this in relation to an art project my sister and I are launched on but it’s something I’ve wanted to do since I moved to the Lower Mainland.
On this page, I will take the time to think about the project and to reflect on how I am going about it and why.
How it might begin…
How it might begin: I might get out of the car at the Tsawwassen ferry terminal where I have been a thousand times over the decades, and turn left rather than head into Vancouver. I might within two minutes be driving past the little cemetery on the quiet road that traverses Tsawwassen First Nation Lands, where I can see the school buses and Elders vans parked in front of the Nation’s office. I can walk on the boardwalk of a land facing the sea and, looking past the massive cranes and tankers at the Roberts Bank port, imagine how things were a short 170 years ago. I can look into the faces of the eagle and the human on the carved pole lying on the ground in front of the bighouse. And I can begin to learn….