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Start with the knowledge that the Founding Mothers of Edmonton were Aboriginal women. Aboriginal women – First Nations, Metis, Inuit - have always been deeply involved in the life of our city. Largely, their contributions have gone unsung.

Many lived in times when Canadian law would dictate their identity and that of their children based on the Indian Status, or lack thereof, of their husbands. Many saw their children moving into arenas from which they themselves were barred by virtue of their appearance, language and culture. Many did what women all over the world have done, and sacrificed or subsumed their identity in that of their husband.
But they also carried roots with them, roots that are finding expression today, as more and more Aboriginal people find pride in our heritage, and as more and more people discover that they, too, have some Aboriginal heritage.

Honour Songs is a project that seeks to give a little recognition to the rich diversity of Aboriginal women’s life experiences and contributions to Edmonton, which in 2007 was second only to Winnipeg in terms of Aboriginal population, and growing fast.

Coordinating team Mariyn Dumont, Tanya Lukin Linklater and Anna Marie Sewell – artists whose combined Aboriginal heritage spans the land - invited members of the Aboriginal community of Edmonton to come together and write poetry honouring women. Writers interviewed Aboriginal women active in various fields of endeavour, researched historical women, and drew on personal and family experiences; we held a series of workshops at Edmonton Public Library in order to develop the poems. Marilyn took charge of exercises for generating and refining our writing, while Tanya led movement exercises to bring participants into a performative mood.

From the body of works generated, Anna Marie selected a set of poems and adapted them for the stage. Directed by Tanya and Anna Marie, and featuring performers both new and experienced, the show blended movement, chorale work, song and spoken word to bring life to the highly charged poetic text in a 30 minute paean that kicked off the Word!Symposium gala with a roar.

The other dimension of Honour Songs was the making of an installation of shawls, based on the poems, illustrating the encompassing, warm, practical and lovely nature of women’s work.

Assisted by fabric artist Sandra Nichol, participants created works of art using largely second-hand and found materials, in honour of how many of us get by by ‘making do’ with whatever we can get. The installation graced City Hall during the first half of Poetry Week, then moved to Muttart Hall for the weekend of the symposium.

Finally, we were accompanied at various points in the project by Gerry Potter, who joined us not in his capacity as a renowned theatre artist and mentor, but as a videographer, recording the long process and then painstakingly crafting a poetic mini-documentary to transmit the feeling, thought and work central to Honour Songs.

See the bottom of the page for community reviews of Honour Songs.

See more information here: http://www.edmontonpoetryfestival.com/aboriginalproject.asp

Photos by Marc Chalifoux

Honour Songs
Contributors to the project included:
Anna Marie Sewell
Marilyn Dumont
Tanya Lukin-Linklater

Kristin Smith
Karly Coleman
Darlene Auger
Christine Sokaymoh Frederick
Tracey Friedel
Daniel Poitras
Sandra Nicholl (shawl creation)

Honour Songs Gala Performance at
Muttart Hall Sept 21, 2007

Run Time: 2:39

Wood on Concrete

by Kristin Smith (aka Mother Peace)

Turtle island woman real raw
Dull black gear
Leather face wrinkles
Tough like chewed hide
Yer my big sis, me cuzzin, me auntie
And ya represent our peeps
Why don’t you get paid?
Why don’t you get to be on tv?
Whey do you have to be out there on the street?
Are you there to remind those Whyte Avenue Starbucks babes
Bout Louis Riel and Papaschase?
No frontin' you know where it’s at
Drunken Indian kokhum spirit
If all these people weren’t staring I would lose it,
break right down, right here
on your pristine whyte side walk
and forever cry

All alone, I hy
All alone, I hy I hy
All alone, I hy I hy
I hy hy Hey
All alone, I hy
All alone, I hy I hy
All alone, I hy I hy
Ah hy hy hey

Best heed our Indian shaped stagger
You never know who’s got our backs
We be straight up street warriors
Gangsta Nechi family
daughters, sisters and mothers
We stand out in a crowd
Shout out our Native price nice n loud
Spitting hard truth, peace, love and joy
over sick tracks
Rocking our colours far and wide,
no you can’t touch that
Say you have no respect for “drunken Indians”
Go ahead and shake your head but
You are going to have to expect
That if you don’t honour the keepers of this earth
You’re going to get jumped, jacked hustled and left for dead
Think it’s cool how we get down or rock the mic?
We got a style you trying to like?
Just remember it’s culture, what we struggle to preserve
You ain’t been there, done that, got the free dreamcatcher’s t-shirt
We ain’t a fad, dying out over night
Based on age old traditions our fire is burning bright
Hard with the memory and the reality
I pay my taxes earn my keep bought and paid for dignity
Everybody getting green by dealing or slavery
Women delicate and deflowered on the daily
I am not down with your laws
I live in Metis Strathcona, bow down to no lord
The trees are all gone so my people sit there instead
Wood on concrete, pillow where I rest my head.

 

Identify

by Karly Coleman

White clothes, white house, white skin, white life mask my inner being
I wear my newfound heritage like a too-tight dress
and, sometimes, I lack the strength to say
“oh, I am native, too”, as my other clothes fit fine.
I see them strewn ‘round my room,
I know their shape and size.
They identify me, codify me,
goth black goes with everything,
the flash of colour calls to mind Brasil
and still, nativeness tugs at my ancestral memory, shimmers with potentiality

See, I am a new Indian, I have the luxury of choice,
with this dress that I can put upon the shelf,
or wear as I see fit.
A white chick appropriating some real native’s culture,
their ribbon dress, their robes and leggings, mine, all mine…
I pull and tug,
to cover cold bits of flesh,
awkwardly I stand,
come over by a lie.
I am so removed from this clothing,
a child in my mother’s shoes,
uncertain stance,
hesitant glance,
lipstick smeared grimace of a smile.

My mirror reflects successive women,
each one, like me,
with this dress upon their shelf,
hastily shoved or neatly placed.
family photos,
bleached with time and memory,
trace tailored native clothing beneath
A white ensemble
taken up for love, for work, certainly for life,
that sits awkwardly upon them
as defiantly, contrarily,
they reject their native label,
their choice,
so long ago
stifles my voice, rejects my greed,
my need to know my past
My usual trappings or my new fleshy dress,
choose, as others cannot,
choose as, now, for me,
few hardships accompany this identity,
add courage and presto bingo a Native girl.
Give it a whirl, like a game,
I can say I am Mi'kmaq
(paddy whack give the dog a bone...)
or I cry white Anglo Saxon Middle America
with a dash of brasileira.
Which has more cachet?
Today?
My beat of drums is a latino sway,
no powwow chant, and the cloak
of assimilation sits upon my back,
covering every sin.

Here is a selection of comments from the guestbook for the Installation.

(at City Hall)

“Thank you for the beauty, the warmth and the history lesson. I will remember Betsy Brass when I cross the river now.” Maria Dunn

“Congratulations and thank you for this gift to all of us.” Linda Goyette

“Wow! It make’s (sic) me feel so calm.” Josephine Wong

“Inspiring, beautiful.” Peter Midgeley

“beautiful, important – so important!” Jonathan Meakin

“It feels so calm in here.” Almira Keshana/Louis Gladue

“An outstanding display that speaks volumes about real life. Great cooperation! Great results!” Albena Sewell (Anna’s mom)

“ a great addition to city hall” Tim Smith


(and at Muttart Hall, including comments of those who saw the gala performance)

“Beautiful work. I’m inspired by your strength, courage & conviction as well as the love found within your words & images. Thanks for giving your voices to us so that others can find the strength to share their own. I’m proud to be a Cree Edmontonian woman. “ Chantelle Favell-Rubenstahl

“Rock on, wonderful souls for the voiceless! Beautiful shawls!” Jasmine Desjardin

“Anii. Keeping the culture alive! One Love Meegwetch” Brianna

“THANK You all for this beautiful presentation. Betsy would be proud to be recognised by such strong, educated, talented young women. Thanks again” Darlene Donald (descendant of Betsy Brass-Donald)

“What a wonderful tribute to our people. Thank you from my heart.” Cheryl Redington

“I am here at Alberta College to look at your installation the 2nd time. With more time, I am very impressed with the beauty, the sensitivity of all the works that put into making all the shawls. They are beautiful. Thank you.” Amy Loewan

“Beautiful, wonderful performance.” Keith Turnbull

“What a truly inspiring display of courage healing spirit, spirit & healing (Resiliency).
Hai hai!” Lisa Bourque-Bearskin

“Very beautiful work, ideas thoughtful & inspiring. We are pleased to be here. Very happy Sandra was a part of this presentation.” Adeline Peterson, Joyce Denham Dumont (Sandra Nichol’s mom and sister)

“You’ve opened up new corners in my mind.” Pam Young


Here are some comments from women of the ensemble:

“I am very proud not only the words we crafted and performed through Honour Songs, but in some ways, maybe more so, of the hand-work we constructed and displayed along with the performance. This was one small way to validate women’s handwork which is often marginalized as craft rather than taking its rightful status as art. While sewing the shawl, I felt that my hands and spirit where somehow shadowing all the Aboriginal women’s hands that meticulously crafted clothing for their families’ survival during the history of Edmonton, and that the sewing I did was a demonstration of my respect for their skill and hard work. The written word is important, but the handcraft was the unspoken message of Honour Songs. I like how the two disciplines complemented one another. Creating things with our hands as a group, also spoke to the practice of aboriginal women working together in extended family groups, groups which continue to this day to raise children and hold communities together.” Marilyn Dumont

“Working on Honour Songs was for me an opportunity to get to know Aboriginal Women artists whose works had always interested me. The experience was life-changing. I am very grateful to have been able to be a part of this project.”
Kristin Smith/MotherPeace

“I found the Honour Songs project quite extensive in scope, in that we worked in a community-based way guided by three coordinators who are each professional artists in their respective fields, and we worked with a diversity of media: written text, performance, and textile art. I feel that the project as a whole was very successful, particularly given our time and budgetary constraints, and the "newness" of the experience for many participants, who had never performed or had poetry published or (in my case) created fibre art. It was a project that challenged each participant to engage with the theme of Honour Songs in diverse ways. I think that the project was successful at least partly because of the collaborative spirit of the three coordinators who brought different skills and experiences to the table (literally, Anna's kitchen table!). However, at times the project did feel a bit large given our limited budget and time. I am thankful to have been a part of the creative process through the writing and performance workshops, and very happy with the finished "products:" the performances, particularly the full performance at the Edmonton Poetry Festival Gala night, and the shawl installations at City Hall and Muttart Hall. I feel that this project is one about raising the visibility and hearing the voices of aboriginal women in Edmonton, past and present, and it is sorely needed by the community. It is a project that I hope will continue in new forms.” Tanya Lukin Linklater

“It was great to be part of a team of coordinators, and i was impressed by the spirit and diligence of the group. The writing, artwork and performance abilities of the group were also impressive, and it was great to collaborate as an artist with this multi-talented, courageous group.

It is very satisfying to see how our efforts, and those of a larger web of people (participants, advisors, producers, volunteers, etc), coalesced into meaningful things of beauty for public consumption.” Anna Marie Sewell