Fall

Hello dear reader

First an update. It has been a while since I've written here. A lot has happened. I have two art shows running, one in Courtenay, BC, the other in Kaslo, BC, at Artful: the gallery and the Langham respectively. I have a new money project that I worked my butt off to finish before the end of October and I'm excited about showing it. Haven't found a venue in the Kootenays yet, but I've a few other interested parties willing to show this project exploring value, currency, colonialism, and being modern indigenous man in a capitalist society.

Busy. I've been busy.

I've been working very hard on seeing the beauty in things. It's part of my life’s mission, largely because it feels like one of the truley meaningful human acts. Also, if I'm not actively seeking beauty, I'm kind of miserable. Life is hard and long and full of sad things, regardless of who you are. Of course there is a scale that happens based on how privileged we are, but life has challenges for us all.

Which brings me to the Fall. She is such a wonderfu, beautiful season where I live. The larch has just turned yellow in the last few weeks and it catches light like nothing else. I am stunned by the beauty of the larch this year. I've been questioning how I've not truly seen it before, not in this way. It's a mix of surprise followed by appreciation and quiet and peppered with joy and grief, grief and joy. It's all so temporary. But it's making me sharper and more deeply appreciative of those moments when beauty shows herself to me. The double rainbow, sun and rain, and whitetail combo was particularly wonderful. I'll tell you about it sometime I'd we're sharing a cup of tea.

Be well. Enjoy this wonderful fall if you can, or the small moments where it is full of wonder. They're truly worth cultivating awareness around

Snap chail'ya

Damian