In it for life.

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These figures spring from their history, shedding an old skin and metamorphosing into their dream self. This aspect of ourselves is much less tangible than our genealogy; it is the identity we fashion through this ancient dust, the core we meet in the mirror. The self that is much deeper than the colour of our skin. The one we dare not speak, our heart’s desire, our secret hopes, our sacred place. This is the one to be honoured now, back to the source where all tribes meet.

family-mosaicFamily Mosaic is a sculptural portrait of a seven-month pregnant woman alongside her husband, who is laying his head on her stomach, anxious to hear the heartbeat of their new-born child.

This piece is from a series of figurative sculptures entitled Tribes that deal with the motion of mixed ethnic backgrounds. All of the decorative detailing and colours in the work are representative of some aspect of their lives such as their cultural heritage and personal history.

The mother, whose work involves aiding people with communication, has always had a passion for language and art. The yoke of her dress depicts a typical embroidery sampler from the turn of the century representing her German and Italian ancestry. Her face is partly covered by a Venetian carnival mask and in her hand she holds her favorite instrument, the violin

The father who was born at Vancouver General Hospital, was raised in Hong Kong until age 10. His subsequent return to Canada is shown through the map on his back. The chopsticks in his hand and the rice embedded in his arm portray his family’s enthusiasm for the culinary arts. Other details refer to his first career as a geologist where he was the sole survivor of a helicopter crash. He is now a school teacher and is an avid storyteller.

The drum on the father’s back symbolizes the child, who by age two was enthralled with percussion and music. He is representative of a generation of young Canadians of mixed heritage who will hopefully be free to celebrate their diversity and value of the richness of their cultural identity.

Family Mosaic by Nicole Dextras donated by the artist in 2003 to VGH & 
UBC Foundation. The art work and transcript are on display at
Vancouver General Hospital.

Colour Me Happy

What is the colour of happiness?  Happiness has so many shades of colours. 
Yesterday I was surprised by Mike at work that is in charge of receiving materials for the school board.  I think he has the most important job. He came up with a special delivery for me and asked for a dollar tip.  In his hand is a parcel. 
I was so excited that I know what it’s in the package that I have been patiently waiting all week! 
You have to stay, Mike, this is worth more than a dollar you are asking for, I demanded.  I must say the package is so well wrapped for protection.  With the excitement I created, my colleagues came to my work area to find out what the fuzz is all about.  I was surrounded by curious eyes. 

The off-white box contained colours of pink, blue, brown, black protective materials.  As I unravel the contents, bit by bit the excitement is building up and they all want me to hurry up. 
Finally, my priceless gift of living colour that makes me happy sent by in Bella Remy Photography in playing the game Name that Raptor contest.  I rearranged my desk to show off Mr. Who, the raptor that I named incorrectly.  Looking at him every day definitely will make me remember Who this raptor is. 

In the end, I took it home for fear that someone may take a liking of Mr. Who.  At home, I renamed the colour of my life, The Owl and the Pussycat. 
The Owl and the Pussycat

The Owl and the Pussycat

 Bella Remy’s blog site has all the colours one could possibly imagine.  Never a day goes what I see in her site colours me happy especially after the rain.  
With grateful heart, thank you Bella Remy for giving living colours of happiness not just to me and to all. 
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