April

April is my lil sis from another miss that I don’t get to see often enough. She’s been a guiding light recently in helping me find a better contextual understanding of my mixed heritage and where it lands me in the current global climate. She’s one of the voices I trust for learning how to actually, effectively support the BIPOC community and one of the most articulate QWOC voices I know. She’s also opened my eyes to how enormous the gap between treatment of white-passing and non-white-passing folx is in Canada. 

Like family, we turn to each other when times have been hardest. This session happened last year while she was staying on my couch, introspectively laying low and figuring out a new path. Years ago, the roles were reversed as I hid out at her place in Vancouver, recharging and reflecting on my own life choices. Family. 

A dedicated artist and designer in her own right, April has been a guiding light recently while I’ve tried to resolve a lot of internal conflict surround the validity of artmaking in 2020. I’m forever grateful for it.