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Monthly Archives: April 2014

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It rains a lot.

The sun came out once this last Sunday. Mark and I went to the beach for a few hours at Centennial Beach at Boundary Bay. It was warm there. We went with Chris Hopkins. I knew Chris Hopkins from UCLA film school when I attended there from 79-86. He came to Vancouver because he was working as a sculptor in an American feature film being shot in Vancouver BC.

Been trying to obtain good DVD copies of the Locked Doors to ship off to a Native American Film & Video Festival in Chicago. Working hard to do it. The video has been accepted in the festival.

The Coho frys returned here last month March 13th. I remember during the first of week of March I didn’t find any Coho frys around. Only a few small Coho salmons  swam in certain areas like at the usual tree root, under a big tree in between the stream and near a rock. Last week I saw a lot more. More Coho frys must have been born since. So many are everywhere literally, the sides of the stream, swimming in the smooth soft waters of the streams. The fry Cohos like that. They dislike swimming in the rapids of streams. I view them trying to run after food floating. They live wherever their parents spawned in the streams. The last big Coho hung around January 13th or so in 2014. In the areas where we go, there are many of them. Fun to watch them.  I observe other places in Surrey to see if there are other Coho frys, but not much compared to here. The small Hyland Creek has most of Coho frys I have ever seen so far in Surrey.  There might be more somewhere else in Surrey but I do not have the time to find that out.  If I meet other people, maybe I’ll find out.  I tried the Tyne Head Hatchery.  Okay.   Just think: the big Cohos return there all the way from their journey in the ocean. For 3-4 years they swim in the ocean.

Last year we visited Arizona. I wish I could visit again.  Wish I could visit my father. I worry about him.

I worry that I won’t be able to do the things I want. Lot of things I want to do for sure.  Huge idealism.

Also I wrote this essay for an art show. I was rejected. I asked why I was rejected. I said, was it my essay? I liked my essay. Here is essay and my still photographs with it:

Psychological health is to assess and be open minded to all kinds of actions and behaviors from people, self, friends and family. However based upon the color of skin, the type of culture people grow up in, everyone grows up different to view the world. Everyone has negative and positive experiences. Some people dominate over others and create prejudice towards others. A recent traumatic experience has been to experience the radical change of reactions of my sisters and brother towards me since the death of my mother in October. I saw my mother last May, a final time in Phoenix where I grew up. I saw her in 03. This same story has been related from other friends when their parents died.

2013 I started to read histories of Indigenous in North America. I am Indigenous filmmaker. Mental health of people is related to historical facts which affects people’s perceptions towards a people. North American public knows nothing about Indigenous people because the mainstream systems does not want to teach instead to deny on purpose the true facts about the Indigenous.  Just to survive, exist and come out okay is it but life sometimes is hard to understand.

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