May 8, 2012
Two weeks from today, I should be well on my way – perhaps just west of Jasper at this time and approaching Mt. Robson. That is as far as I’ve ever been in my lifetime on the westward Yellowhead highway towards Prince Rupert. Uncharted territory for me. I’m heading out to Haida Gwaii for a residency in Gwaii Haanas National Park with some wonderful people I have yet to meet in person. One of the blessings of the internet is to be able to connect with people, issues and ideas, and to quickly share the same.
As I build up to leaving, which is no small feat – given my family and career obligations, I will share as much of this journey with you as I possibly can and continue to do so as my connectivity avails.
I will be travelling by truck and taking the ferry. This is intentional. I want to stay as connected with the land and sea as I can. Air is not yet a part of my vision for this trip. The biggest part of this residency for me so far has been the learning and the gleaning of information about the history, the people and the place that are so warmly welcoming me into their magic. I continue to be truly honoured by this. The more that I learn, the more I feel that I need to learn and that there will never be enough time to possibly soak up what is required of me.
I am re-learning again to rely on my senses as an artist and to be confident that these will serve me well, as they so often have, providing insight and connection where logic fails to reveal the reason behind the ever-present mystery of life.
Last night, I dreamt of …
The Golden Spruce : …but it was a beautiful mesh of gossamer, thread-like copper wire – as though it were a spirit. A hologram of my daughter stood within it. Overhead, the oobleck of tarry oil-sand appeared to be almost on the brink of spilling over this fragile ghost of the Golden Spruce – threatening to darken it’s shining inner light as it stood there, rendered in fine angel-hair copper and gold –fragile in it’s protection of my beloved child.
My sleeping/dreaming self is already creating the works and sending me messages of creativity and visual metaphor.
I am only the messenger.