On this sunny afternoon, I’m underground, where I’ve stepped off the LRT. For a change, my destination isn’t points beyond. Not to work. Not to an appointment. It’s here. On a bench. I’m in Edmonton’s underground art gallery. Or is it a classroom? In transit, in transition, people stream past. Bits of conversation linger and overlap.
From here I could hop back on and ride to a square named Churchill. From there, drive to a street called Gretzky. Or cross the river on a bridge named Walterdale. All men of accomplishment, whose stories are well known and often told.
Today, in a station named Grandin, I’m thinking our city is ready to tell new stories, and listen to unheard voices. I see the signs here, in Grandin Station. The signs are in the art on the new murals I see around me. It’s not just the art; it’s the work and the thought that went into putting a new perspective, an aboriginal perspective, in a public place.
I love this new art at Grandin Station. Franco Albertan artist Sylvie Nadeau’s new work, and the pieces by First Nations and Mtis artist Aaron Paquette. I applaud you both for this beauty and for your storytelling, and I applaud all who made it happen.
In a city, in a country, in a collective conscience where it feels like aboriginal people are either misunderstood or invisible, this art, I notice. It’s the beauty of the children. The bold colours, the animals and spiritual symbols. The refreshing sight of those brown faces.
It’s important the art is contemporary, and some of it is by a First Nations and Mtis artist. It’s important that it isn’t the romanticized, homogenized, vanillacized art that we often see in depictions of native people in North America. Let’s show the history, the real history, told by them, and from their point of view. Let’s show the here and now, and not just the there and then. It’s something to consider as the Royal Alberta Museum ponders how to change its displays on Alberta Aboriginal history in its new downtown location.