Destiny…loaded word isn’t it? Most of the time I believe in one form of it or another…then there are the times when the whole destiny thing is too hard, and I want to believe in the randomness of the world. However, I do believe that the universe conspires us to go in a certain direction…it has happened too many times for me not to believe it. unfortunately, just because that particular road I am on is the one chosen for me, it does not mean that there are not huge boulders right smack dab in the middle of my way. I think we are given small successes to keep us on the road, and going in the right direction…the pebbles, rocks, and boulders we come across help us to learn and become stronger so we can travel further down the road to our destiny.
I’ve read that one’s destiny is the dream you once had for yourself as a child….before the world cruelly took it from you. I’m not sure that it is true for everyone…maybe you are lucky if you can remember your childhood destiny. I know that it is true for me…the most powerful positive childhood memories for me, all had to do with church, and art…it has taken forty years to get back on that road. Or maybe, I have always been on that road, but the boulders blocked my view. All I can do now is keep travelling…at least now I can see to the horizon.
I KNOW…I can hear you…where the hell have you been? The simple answer is, busy…but really there is no excuse. When I started the blog back in April I told myself that I was never just going to stop posting just because things got a little busy…well looks like I was wrong. I’m sorry about my absence.
To catch you up with what has been going on, I will give you a little synopsis.
1. My part time job is really about 35 hrs a week.
2. I am trying to learn all I can about my new job…perfectionism at work again.
3. The Anglican Church of Edmonton yesterday voted to allow same-sex blessings…got a blessing to plan now.
4. Construction on three windows for a church has begun…and it has a timeline of six months.
5. Bernice’s Remicade treatments are going well, she has another on Wednesday…not sure it is working yet.
6. We are exhausted…please see photo, lol
Since I’m a list maker, I thought I would make a list of the things that inspire me most throughout my day, shaping my mood and my work.
Nature. This has always had a great influence over my mood and work, I would be happy to live like Thoreau. The first film I ever made in grade 7, was about birds. It always seems to come back to the birds. Probably some deep psychological meaning to that 🙂
God/Religion. God and religion are two separate, but related, issues…first comes my relationship with God, then religion. I’m a cradle Anglican…born, baptised, confirmed, never wavered, Anglican.
Love. The love of friends most of all. I’ve had to go out and find the people I love, wrestle them to the ground, and hold them there until they loved me back. I know…lol, psychological again!
Social Justice. I can remember always being on the side of the underdog even as a small child. If I felt that someone was being mistreated, or that there was some kind of injustice going on, I would be compelled to speak out. I just could not keep my mouth shut…got me into some trouble with adults that thought a child should not be speaking to them in that way…but so what, it was, and is, wrong. My favorite Beatles song is, “Blackbird,”…hmm, social justice and birds.
Color. I have a mental and physical reaction to color. I’m aware that it influences my mood. My bedroom is painted orange with brown swirls…hmmm, maybe I should bring this up with my therapist…wait, I don’t need therapy anymore because I blog. lol.
I have been nominated for three awards this week. I think I will do one a day so as to not overwhelm you, or me. I am very appreciative to twosalums for the awards…please check out her blog, http://momoftwosalums.wordpress.com/
The first award is :
The rules are as follows :
Link back to the blogger who nominated you.
List 7 things about yourself
Nominate 7 Beautiful blogs that you think people should check out.
Seven things about me, hmmmmmmmm
I am a lesbian…I know big surprise there…I came out just before my 40th birthday…I’m a slow learner
I was born and raised in Montreal, which means…
I am fluent in English and French
I have been an artist for over 25 yrs
I am a cradle Anglican
In high school I could [put both of my feet behind my head…I was very popular
I’m short…my son was taller than me by the time he was 11 years old.
The bear is almost off the studio table. It is number 5 in a series of 6 windows for the Standing Stones Chapel at All Saints Cathedral in Edmonton. In a narrowly avoided car accident, it broke…I was on my way to install it at the time. I’m thinking of wrapping it in cotton and having a police escort to the church this time. 🙂
The windows that I produced for the chapel are meant to recognise the contribution of the First Nations Peoples to the history of the Anglican Church of Canada, give them a space to worship within their own traditions, and maybe, to bring about healing. A healing place for those who were abused, and their relatives, at the hands of those who ran the Anglican residential schools in Canada. The aftermath of the period of residential schools has affected thousands of our First Nations Peoples, and we owe it to them to never forget. I realise my windows and words are just a drop in the ocean of what the Anglican Church of Canada, and it’s members, have to do at bring restitution for this tragedy, however I do hope that it helps to bring some healing.
On a personal note, I would like to thank Father Travis Enright, and the Very Reverend Neil Gordon for their support and belief in me.
For the last six months I have been hard at work producing six windows that will be installed in the Standing Stones Chapel, All Saints’ Cathedral, Edmonton, Alberta. All six are finished…well sort of. The bear window…which of course is everyone’s favorite…has been damaged so I have had to take it back to my studio to repair it. No problem…well actually it is a lot more work…it is easier to make the window in the first place then to take it apart, replace a few pieces, then put it back together again.
These windows have a very specific purpose. They are a reflection of the culture of the indigenous members of the Anglican Church of Canada who have been disenfranchised because of their treatment in the residential schools they were forced to go to. it is a horrible part of the churches history…one we can not forget…and that we as a church need to address. I myself am not part of the First Nations Peoples of Canada…I am a member of a group of people who are still discriminated against in the church though…I am gay. The windows have had a positive reception from all of the First Nations leaders who have seen them…for that, I am very grateful. My art has always been a reflection not of myself, but of what God uses my hands, mind, and heart to say. My prayer is that they can bring some healing to those who see them.