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Monthly Archives: August 2008

To the left is a picture of a cotton tail rabbit I saw on the Serpentine Greenway path. I have noticed riding through on the Serpentine Greenway, I do not view many cotton tails anymore.  Where did they all go?  I noticed a lot during May and June. The city sheared down the grasses a month ago.  All the wild flowers were mowed down.  It was very pretty during July. I took a lot of pictures of the wild flowers.  Right now the black berries are ripening and ready to be picked.  In fact that was what I was did yesterday, pick the berries on the Serpentine, and then returning home I saw the rabbit.  He let me take a picture of him.  I tried not to be too noisy and walk slow.  After I uploaded the pictures, I noticed his ears were cut a bit.  I picked the black berries so I could mix them with vanilla ice cream. It worked out well.  It tasted good.  

This morning I viewed the still photos I shot and submitted to The Leader in Surrey BC, at the end of June 08. Two of my still photos are in the still photo collage the newspaper put together: a blue heron at Mud Bay and planks that stuck up in the mud, water, plants in Mud Bay.  I biked on the pedestrian/bike path that goes to Boundary Bay Beach to take the pictures.  I was happy about that.   The pictures were inserted in between pictures of babies and kids.  I and another woman were the only ones who submitted landscape type pictures.  I sent one of Mark as he played/sang at a pub in White Rock for the White Rock Blues Society contest, an adult activity.  It was not a bad picture, but I figure it would have stuck out like a sore thumb among the kid pictures.  I was curious how this picture taking thing was going to turn out.  Now I know.  

Ever since I got the Canon digital camera I have been taking still photos a lot.  I use to carry a camera every day when I was student at the SFAI.  All the still photo students did.  I know there will always be people who sneer at “art academic” training like Paul Gauguin, Vincent Van Gogh and other people I have met in life because I told people I went to art schools to learn what I know. I know the positive and negative parts about art schools and art university training, but everyone learns it in their own way. I don’t care if people sneer if I went to art school……As a student of still photography and film/video I worked hard for it to finish and complete the projects.  I completed the projects. I did not flake out on them, which says a lot about a person.  

Watched the Democratic Convention a little bit of it.   Most likely I will vote for Obama.   

I noticed the mainsteam television networks did not hardly cover anything about the protests that went on outside the convention and the Native American participation in the forums.  No wonder it was boring.  It would have spiced it up.  Added more diversity, but there was not ANY DIVERSITY!  I have read and watched television programs mostly on PBS about the media censorship about certain topics, some of it involving the war in Iraq.  I notice the mainstream does not mention or cover anything with First Nations or Native American topics:  total censor ship.  I really resent it.  Only once in a while I view something about First Nations.  No wonder people do not know that we First Nations and Indigenous peoples exist and lead contemporary lives.   In the United States when the media covers race, it is always a “black and white” issue, between Afro-American Blacks and Caucasian White people, but it is not that way.  There are other people of color living contemporary lives out there:  Chinese, Japanese, Dine,’ Arapaho, Cheyenne, Inuit, Bella Colla, Lakota, Nakota, Oglala, Hopi and other people of color, but I cannot think of others right now, but they are out there.   


The above picture is of Ninja Pants I took this morning, August 30 08. Ninja Pants inspires me to take pictures of her because she is very beautiful female cat.   

Last night Mark and I attended the end of the month Firehall Open Mike.  I had not attended that Firehall for a couple of months because I have to attend to other creative/business projects in my life such as the Graffiti that are important. So I generally memorized the cover song, Your Cheatin Heart by Hank Williams the song I was going to sing.  I do not write songs as fast as Mark does, but I like certain songs and styles.  When I got up to the microphone I expressed to the audience that I sing this song because my mother told me that she saw Hank Williams perform at theater in Phoenix.  I said, You did! She played his albums at our house a lot.  I heard it and liked it.  I grew to like his songs and similar songs like Dolly Parton. I said I don’t like a lot of country and western music, but I like the tradish stuff better.  I said, Mark take it away.  He played the intro to Your Cheatin Heart Song.  I did not bad.  

After that, Mark sang a couple songs he wrote.  The Delta Open Mike at the Firehall lasted until about 10 p.m. We walked to it and back. Mark noted that it took about 10 minutes, not bad timing to walk to a place.  The night was clear.  Could view the stars in the skies. I saw the big dipper in the northwestern skies.  So glad IT WAS NOT WET AND RAINY! 

The pictures are scenes from our apartment, sad to say but it is true. Except for Ninja Pants and Mark who are the only positives from the scenes. I complained about the trash in the back and it has been kept up better, but…there are other huge problems galore.  So this is what Vancouverites mean by their put downs about Surrey BC.  One of them is that Surrey is redneck.  It is very redneck. Now I know for sure.  I won’t get into it now.  We will straighten out this problem/problems out, which is very ridiculous.

The only good thing I can say about this place is that the Superstore is located a block away. For example if our half and half is gone, we can walk to the store and buy it real fast and cheap.  Super Store has descent, inexpensive prices for food.  It’s the best thing.  It was not that way in East Vancouver.  The local convenience store charged twice as much for half and half milk.  Other good thing is nature. Some nature sites are located close enough to bike to and enjoy like Mud Bay Park.

and Boundary Bay.  I really like going to those areas. I feel practically like I’m in another country.  To bike next to the farmlands, the wild flowers, water and bay, view birds like the blue heron, eagles and red tail hawks is great. Last time I saw monarch butterflies trying to mate on the bike/pedestrian road.

Only good things at our apartment are Ninja Pants and Mark.  Excluding our selves, the neighbor next door to left of us is the only all right guy in the whole place of six tenants.  There are not a lot of tenants who live here yet it has great CHAOS! Again I will not get into it.

People should enjoy where they live without having to feel intimidated by someone’s friends who are between 35-45 years old and act like immature teenagers who fist fight in the hallways late at night, one of the things they do because they are drunk.  I won’t go into it.  You can guess. It’s a long story. We came here last July 07.


Friday though I went into Vancouver and met an Indian woman who is originally from Chase BC.  She’s a writer. She’s a very friendly woman who’s about my age or a bit older.  She lived in the Southern CA, LA and Northern CA since she was 17 until 31 years.  I told her that she lived in LA during it’s hey day,

the sixties. In a way I wished I could’ve lived in LA during that time.  I caught a little bit of that by living in SF, CA during the early 70’s as a still photo student at the San Francisco Art Institute.  I luved it.  The rentals were very low at the time, which it’ll never be again.  They must be very high right now where I use to live. I didn’t quite live in Chinatown but almost.  I’ll never forget it.  We got to know each other better that day. As I said I do not know many artists to be friends with.  I do not do that often with other Indian artists, but I like to do it, if artists are  open minded enough. There are not enough open minded artists. She was very kind.

Also, that night I attended at a cafe that had a screen. A group of people showed videos from Mexico City: Chiapas, Indigenous people from Sonora/Yachi and other mostly indigenous video topics.  I told the woman who hosted it, I knew about the subject matter already.  I told her I was from Arizona. In 1996 I went to a meeting of indigenous people on the Pacific Coast with the Seri people.  Some military men came with their green truck. They stood outside the meeting, holding their machines trying to intimidate the Indian people at the meeting.  I couldn’t believe it in a way but I was not surprised.

The military was uptight because a couple years before in January 1994, the Indigenous people from Chiapas fought against the repression of the army and their government.  Enough is enough. Land and their rights were involved. They were basically trampled. A lot of negative things went down. It was the only other time this information about the Indigenous people from Mexico hit the front pages of American news like the LA Times.  Since then I have never heard anything else about Chiapas, but I still follow it.  All this is same throughout the Americas in regards to First Nations, Native, Indigenous people who were the first peoples who lived here before the Europeans arrived. You wouldn’t believe the amount of issues there are to fix for us. Mucho.

The videos were good. I enjoyed myself on a Friday night in Vancouver, BC.

Even though I live in a place I like this, I/Mark, we manage to be okay, but it is VERY HARD SOMETIMES to endure it.