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Always trying new things, I am. It keeps me happy.

I asked my cousin Maggie to do some dancing for me in back alleys as we walked around Saskatoon. She was game. My other cousin, and hMaggie’s bff, Michaela, did the makeup. Amidst the stretching and not-so-helpful encouragement – “just jump… and bend your legs like how they do… just dance….” – Maggie was ready to work. Over the course of an hour, we moved around and I watched her pose, jump, stretch, reach, hold, “square her hips,” and many other things that I have no idea about. As I have never taken dance classes, I had no idea how much physical work and preparation it is even just to chill in back alleys like this.

I couldn’t imagine the work that goes into performances.

Grace. Beauty. Strength.


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I’ve been pushing myself to use my little Fujifilm x100s more. I bought it a few years ago, didn’t really know how to work it to it’s best, and fell out of favour with it. But now I wanna try again, so it’s been my go-to for everyday life images, and then I wanted to play with it in an actual session-ish.

Enter my bestie, my cousin, my sister Tara aka T-Rhyme. I’ve worked with her a many of times before for headshots, for Beads, Rhymes, Life, for family sessions – she’s legit one of my muses. She pushes me to get creative, she makes me try new things (“Let’s make a music video.” “No.” “I’ll buy you coffee.” “Ok then.”) and she’s always game with me saying “I have an idea, but I don’t know if it will work…”

Street shots, reminiscent of 90’s hiphop and the era of the baby backpack. We were reliving our youth.


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Spring. It’s a time of beginnings, I’ve been told.

I’ve been thinking about my Urban Indigenous Women collection lately, as it’s been getting some good reviews and PR. I had done Winter and Fall already, and it just so happened I met a young fancy dancer, and it felt right.

Spring, for me, is about the re-emergence of hope. This whole series has been a reflection of where I am/was during a pretty private process of my own, and Spring was about finding the joy again. Fall was about being lost. Winter was about going into my own cave, my own darkness, and healing. Spring, is about coming into the light, seeing colour again, and taking those first few steps into joy.


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