2020 look back #6 – New Year’s Eve
As the luckiest Grandparents in the world who have three beautiful grandchildren whom we adore beyond words my final post of 2020 is one that celebrates a love that I know you all feel every day, the most important love of all, the love of family. This year the expression of that love has been challenged as we have had to limit our times together, as I know you have too, but as you can see we have been lucky enough to have had many moments of pure joy that have lifted our spirits.
It has always been a treat to see your families too, whether babes in arms, children slaloming and mountain biking, siblings, partners, parents and grandparents. I wish you and your families a very happy and healthy New Year and look forward to all the positive changes that are just around the corner as the New Year begins. In the meantime, stay safe and well, and thank you to the heroes amongst you, you know who you are. 💕🥂
Today we visited an exhibition at the Museum of Anthropology in Vancouver, Shame and Prejudice – A Story of Resilience. It was created by the brilliant artist Kent Monkman as a project for the Art Museum at the University of Toronto in 2014. Kent is a Canadian First Nations artist of Cree Ancestry whose maternal Grandmother was a survivor of the Brandon residential school in Manitoba. He writes, “I could not think of any history paintings that conveyed or authorized Indigenous experience into the canon of art History…Could my own paintings reach forward a hundred and fifty years to tell our history of the colonization of our people?” The answer is that with his moving and powerful paintings indeed they have. He is a true master in the same tradition as Giotto, Caravaggio and Picasso.
I could write so much more about how this exhibition has affected me particularly after the completion of my leaves drawn to represent the children separated from their parents by the US Government. After seeing Kent’s work today and seeing his painting The Scream with the children being taken from their parents by our own Canadian Government and placed in residential schools hundreds of miles away from their families and homes, I realize that my own work is no way complete.
Today I have reembarked on the leaf drawings once again so that the final piece will include an acknowledgment of our own shameful history to represent how Canada failed the children of this country in a manner as cruel and inhuman as the treatment of the children of families seeking asylum by our neighbours to the south.
Dedicated to the memory of Samuel Paty
Today they gathered in Paris and across the country to remember Samuel Paty the teacher so cruelly murdered in an horrific terrorist act on October 16th. The words I wrote on my post after the Charlie Hebdo attack on January 15th 2015 were very much in my thoughts today:
Once again the Place de la République in Paris today became the “capital of the world” to use the words of Francois Hollande after thousands gathered there and throughout France to protest and remember those lost after the Charlie Hebdo attack over five years ago.
In the studio today my thoughts are very much with all the citizens of this great city as they walk in their millions for remembrance, for freedom, for tolerance, for love, for mankind, for the future.
Je suis enseignant
Je suis prof
Je suis Samuel
Looking again at my post from five years ago…
…plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
May Samuel Paty rest in peace.
Thank you to Pete Souza and the makers of the The Way I See It. With this moving and unforgettable historic photo documentation he has captured the greatness that can be America with the life and humanity of one of its greatest presidents. It gives new meaning to the words “make America great again,” for this is the true greatness that our beloved neighbors down south are voting in record numbers to return to.
Three years ago we were enjoying the beauty of the Tuscan landscape. How different our landscape is here in British Columbia but the beauty of both uplifts us all during these difficult times.
Here are a few images from our visit to Certaldo a beautiful hilltop town 35 kilometres southwest of Florence, which I posted about three years ago today on the fourth day of our memorable Italian holiday, a holiday that began on day one with an unforgettable moment in Rome:
Pacific Spirit Park, October 10th 2020
Happy Thanksgiving Weekend 🍁 especially to all of our Frontline and Healthcare Heroes who have been there for us each and every day and night, month in month out. No better time to say thank you again than on our Canadian Thanksgiving Weekend. 🇨🇦
For those of you who follow The Changing Palette you all know that one of our favourite places to be is the Pacific Spirit Park her in Vancouver. Here is a look back at a slide show from my Thanksgiving post three years ago showing all the beautiful Fall colours on the Admiralty Trail in the Park. For the full post visit Happy Thanksgiving from October 8th 2017.
The letters for this quote from Virgil displayed in the Memorial Hall of the September 11 Memorial and Museum in New York were forged from remnant World Trade Center steel by blacksmith Tom Joyce.
Seeing the crushed remains of Ladder 3 on our moving visit to the museum in 2015 the sacrifice and bravery of those 343 firefighters of the New York City Fire Department who were lost that day together with an additional 68 emergency workers and the 2566 innocent lives they were trying to save has been a lasting memory.
On this 19th anniversary of that terrible day as we remember them all together with those lost at the Pentagon and in Shanksville, Pennsylvania, we now have too many other lives to remember and mourn, and for whom those words of Virgil could also have been written.
Six months ago today on March 11th The Director General of the WHO declared that, “COVID-19 can be characterized as a pandemic.” On that day there were more than 118,000 cases in 114 countries, and 4,291 people who had lost their lives. Today, September 11th 2020, there are 28,412,026 reported cases and 915,088 deaths worldwide.
The First Responder Heroes of 9/11 and those heroes on United Flight 93, together with the Frontline Heroes and Healthcare Workers of today who have also lost and continue to lose their lives saving their fellow citizens are all in our thoughts on this solemn day.