As you walk through the Commonage in the North Okanagan Valley, the spirits of the land rise and fall and shift around you in waves, sometimes high in the sky … sometimes […]
As you walk through the Commonage in the North Okanagan Valley, the spirits of the land rise and fall and shift around you in waves, sometimes high in the sky … sometimes […]
The time before the time of human life is stone and memory. Lynx and Frog are having a chat that goes on forever. The ponderosa women listen in. Their spirit collects at […]
Today, I have been seen by the spirit of the air. I like that.
High above Kalamalka Lake, it is gathering time. Biscuit Root In this old garden of sacred stone (I found an elderly Syilx couple sitting in their car, staring at this, reading […]
Here’s a wasp on some desert parsley two days ago. Check out the scaly covers of her wings. Here’s a willow on the same day. Note the scaly covers of her […]
I live in a place that illegally occupied land, and signed no treaties for it. Here we are at an old village site on the Commonage Claim above Kalamalka Lake. A parking lot! […]
On Friday, I talked about The Moods of Colour. In short, I argued that the different plants, lichens and rock in the image below were all different moods of light, different levels of […]
To say that a land and its people are one, as the first people of my land, the Syilx, say, is to say that the following image is an image of the […]
The sun brought one of its dogs out this morning. It was a trickster dog. High over town. It barked through the trees. Then slipped away. An hour later it was swimming in […]
No, not here. Not here! Not here. That would be silly. Here. In between. Or maybe you were trying to settle in like this? All images from Kalamalka Lake, except the American Robin […]