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Title: Microsoft Word - Introduction to Site

Author: BrianKipp

Created Date: 11/14/2018 5:38:39 PM

内容:

Google(反复): site:www.firstcontact.website "small chunk of content from cache"

Introduction and Purpose

There is a small white church on the south side of the Thompson River, at the base of a large slide. For fifty years I passed by that church. Five years ago I made an impulsive decision to find a way to the other side of the river to make photographs of the place. Near an unmarked road which I speculated led to the church, I met a First Nations man who confirmed it was the way. He also told me there was another beautiful church on the road to. Merritt (Shackan) that his auntie cares for, which I found and photographed months later. The road was rutted and rocky, with treacherous drop-offs; a suitable foreshadowing of my journey over the five years to come. Until that moment my small Mercedes had not realized it was an off-road vehicle! The church was St. Aidan's Anglican on what was formerly the land of the Pokhaist people, right below their sacred “White Rock”. First I photographed the exterior, then through the windows, the interior. The front door was held only by a wire latch, stepping inside I was in awe at the humility of this spiritual place. Five rows of grey hand-crafted pews, sitting on a floor of rough planks. At the front of the church, to the left, stood a wood stove with a stack of dried wood, ready for the next service. There was a high-back bishop's chair with very short legs near the stove. In front of the altar there was a very simple box, not unlike a fruit-box on its side, with a

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kneeling platform. It was a crude pre-dieu, where congregants and priest could kneel to pray. The plain wooden altar was backed by a dossal curtain, and above that a weathered picture of the Last Supper. St. Aidan's was built around 1890 by the Pokhaist people, in the hopes of attracting a priest to visit their village. Their choice of location is evidence of syncretism, the fusion of diverse religious beliefs and practices. They chose to place the church directly below White Stone, a traditional sacred place where the shamans prayed and young men went as part of their coming of age ceremony. I imagined the small group of people gathered here in quiet worship. I imagined wedding ceremonies, funerals and baptisms in this building on the river, and the sun-weathered face of the priest who had ridden 50 kilometres on horseback from his base in Lytton. The images were so strong that they became memories, not of what I had seen, but of what has been. St. Aidan's inspired me to see more. I began to travel throughout the province looking for every. First Nations church still standing. I met with the Anglican Bishop Barbara Andrews and Catholic. Bishop David Munroe in Kamloops. After seeing my images Bishop Andrews, herself First. Nations, commented “I can see that you are on a spiritual journey." That is what my project had become. In most villages, I had the opportunity to talk to some of the inhabitants. They would say things like “my parents were married in that church” or “we lived in this beautiful place, for centuries, then the white men came to build a railway and decided they would stay and take our land." They would also tell me where I could find other churches, which kept the journey alive. In discussing spirituality, one elder told me that their traditional spiritual practices and moral code were well aligned with Christianity, as both practices were based on the belief of a Great. Creator. To this day, the peoples in his nation embrace Christianity as part of their daily life. He said that their old ways also included a belief in reincarnation. I asked if he had been reincarnated, and he said “I have had two lives, and I hope that the good Lord will give me one more so that I can finish my work here." He also said that the one part of Christianity he “could never accept was that a loving God would create a lake of fire to punish sinners to eternity." Talking to an elder in a coffee shop in the Nass Valley, I had the opportunity to get a glimpse into the aboriginals' connection with the land and nature. I asked him the significance of an encounter I had with an owl. The owl had flown beside my car for 50 metres, looking in my window, before it flew in front of the car and into the nearby trees. He said “Was it a large or small owl?” I told him it was large. “That's good, because a small owl would mean a death. The large owl meant to tell you that you are on the right path, and you should continue.” He seemed very certain of his statement, and the other elders present agreed with his interpretation. As I made my way through this journey, questions naturally emerged. What motivated the. Christian conversion of First Nations people? Why did the priests show no curiosity or respect for

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traditional belief systems? What was the moral and legal basis for the pre-empting of First. Nations lands? How did the locals respond to the theft of their land? How and why did they create Indian Residential Schools? Searching for answers to these and other questions, I acquired every book I could find on the topic. New questions arose. How did the objectives and methods of the various denominations differ? Where did these migrant priests come from? What was the relationship between church and state in BC? How did Christianity compare to traditional aboriginal beliefs? By answering these and other questions that arose on my travels, I began to understand the story of our First. Nations encounter with British colonization. My early photographs of the churches presented the buildings as beautiful architectural objects, infused with a sense of spirituality. At some point, I realized that the spirituality is bound to the land, as is the history of the aboriginal people. The buildings could not stand alone without showing their place. I returned to many of the churches and photographed them “in their place." Locating these old churches was time consuming. Documentation was scarce and many of the churches have disappeared through weathering or vandalism. Many of the churches are no longer used for services, so only the elders have memories to share. Several of my trips were fruitless confirmations that some churches no longer exist. Discovery of the Leon Creek church came through a chance encounter with a woman in Sechelt, who described a church in Pemberton that her son had photographed. She promised to send me his photos, and a week later they arrived by post. Looking at the images, I surmised the geography was clearly not Pemberton, more likely Lillooet. I took the photos to the Lillooet. Museum, where they confirmed it was the “Galvanized Church” up West Pavilion Road, no directions beyond that. Sixty kilometres up the dirt road I came upon two trucks blocking the path. Two men and a woman, in the middle of a tailgate party, advised me that I had passed the church road 15 kilometres earlier. The woman looked at my car and The woman looked at my car and said “You're not going in there in that!" Was she ever right! I went back to Vancouver to get a 4X4 and try again. Even then, the road was a nail-biter, lots of drops of 500 feet or more, and narrow sections where the inside wheel had to be up on the bank to keep the truck on the road. A year later, I met a man who had been raised in a log cabin beside the church. He still cares for the church, stating “I am not religious, but my grandmother was. I maintain the church building now out of respect for her memory." A remarkable set of connections leading me to a most spectacular scene. A young man in Sardis told me about the church at Kanaka Bar. Driving down a narrow dirt road,. I was unable to find the church where I had been told it would be. Eventually, my wheels spun in loose gravel and with disappointment I turned around. Retracing my steps, the church showed itself 20 feet above the road, encircled by tall trees. Entering through the open doorway, I heard

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a buzzing noise to my left. There was a hummingbird flying against the window, weakened by its efforts. I cupped the tiny bird in my hands and released it outside. It was an amazing moment for me, a spiritual connection with the place. Another chance connection occurred in Quilchena, while looking for a church long gone. I went into the Quilchena General Store for assistance. Although they were unaware of the old. Quilchena church, they advised me to get the book, Archdeacon on Horseback. They phoned ahead to a Merritt bookstore, the staff arranged for the author Murphy Shewchuk, to meet me with a copy of his book. It told the story of a young priest, Richard Small, who covered the area from Lytton to Merritt on horseback. By following the route of his travels, I was able to find additional churches. In all, I spent five years traveling around BC, making photographs of these amazing buildings. I feel very fortunate to have captured images of so many of them, as the buildings are deteriorating each time I visit them.

The Churches.

The early churches were humble buildings made from locally milled wood, all constructed by aboriginal craftsmen. In some cases the churches were much more elaborate, and the locals labored up to 10 years building them. The Church of the Holy Cross in Skatin is now a National. Heritage Site, showcasing native craftsmanship and commitment. The greatest architectural challenge was usually the steeple. Sometimes a simple steeple housing the bell was attached to the roof line. In most cases, the steeple was a separate structure that was attached to the front of the church building. Toppling of both types of bell towers was a problem, and aboriginal craftsmen tried numerous ingenious solutions. As illustration, the steeple at Spaxomin church still stands held up by external braces at its base to keep it from falling sideways. Not successful was the rooftop steeple on the Cayuse Creek church, which has fallen off entirely. The Tahltan church building has separated from the steeple, and only the steeple stands today. The churches included in this book are the remaining physical evidence of colonialism and the early spread of Christianity to our First Nations. They are fast disappearing. In 18 Mile village a woman who lived up the hill from the church said it all: “I pass the church every day, I just cannot imagine it not being there."

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Historical Context.

James Douglas founded Fort Victoria in 1843 on behalf of the Hudson's Bay Company. His ties to the church went back to his days in Fort St. James, and when he explored the regions of. Vancouver Island he took the priest Jean-Baptist Bolduc with him to convert the local natives to. Christianity. When the Gold Rush began in 1858, Douglas left the company and became the first governor of the province of BC. He acted quickly to establish British laws throughout the territory and to assert ownership of the colony. The miners' behaviour was unbridled by rules, or respect for the places and people they encountered. The first consequence was felt by the First Nations people. Their wives were taken by the miners, men and women alike were poisoned by the alcohol they introduced, and diseases such as smallpox ravaged the First Nations people. Over 40 percent of the miners coming to BC were Americans. Concerned that their numbers posed a threat to the sovereignty of British Columbia, Douglas organized “bride-ships” filled with young English women for the purpose of marrying settlers and establishing traditional British families. My great-grandfather, Henry Kipp, was settled in Chilliwack with a First Nations wife and a child. When the bride-ships came to Victoria, Henry Kipp took a British bride. His aboriginal wife and daughter were relocated across the river in Mission, where his daughter attended school at St. Mary's Convent. In an effort to establish a civil society (ie. British) the government decided that separating the. First Nations people from the settlers was desirable. The churches were effective organizations to undertake this division of society. The churches took measures to physically isolate the aboriginals from the settlers. They encouraged temperance amongst First Nations, they insisted on a monogamist lifestyle (even though the locals had practiced a form of polygamy in many cases) and the First Nations people were relocated geographically in “reductions” away from the town centers. One elder that I spoke to in the Fraser Valley made this comment: “They built the church, and told us we should all move closer so that we would be closer to God; then they built a fence around us and stole our land."

Culture Clash.

It was the European view that existing First Nations spiritual practices, deemed meaningless mythology and superstition, stood in the way of Christian conversion. Cultural practices such as potlatch, polygamy and native languages were specifically targeted as impediments to conversion. The Roman Catholic church developed the Durieu Method to eliminate these. "distractions." They forbade speaking native languages or practicing cultural traditions. A network of monitors was established in each village, and offenders were punished by public humiliation. The Anglicans, too, used public shaming as a means of encouraging compliance with their expectations. Once a year the bishop would travel to Lytton to induct new members into the

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church. In front of hundreds of their peers, each candidate had to answer questions posed by the bishop. If they failed to answer correctly, they were told to think about the questions, and then face the bishop's questions again. In these same meetings, members of the village who had transgressed church rules in the past year were publicly identified.

Residential Schools.

In 1876 Sir John A. MacDonald's federal government implemented the Indian Act which made it federal responsibility to educate First Nations children. The churches played a key role in the education strategy, which was to establish residential schools to teach the native children. English, convert them to Christianity and make them Euro-Canadians. It is not widely known that up until the late 1950's these schools were half-day only, and the students were required to work half-days to contribute to the costs of running the schools. Until the 1960's, children were not allowed to return home for holidays. Children were removed from their families and relocated to distant boarding schools, where they were victims of systematic destruction of their language and culture. In addition to the traumatic uprooting from their homes, these children suffered all forms of abuse, including pedophilia. The trauma of having their children taken overwhelmed native villagers with grief and loss. The Truth and Reconciliation process gave First Nations people the chance to be heard, through interviews with the Truth and Reconciliation Commission. The commission produced its report in. 2016, and today dialogue continues. It may take generations for our First Nations people to recover from this relatively recent history.

Land Claims.

The government dispatched surveyors to mark out plots of land, including First Nations reserves. The government issued deeds to surveyed lands for settlers, with no regard to First Nations claims to the land. There is a photo in the University of British Columbia archives showing. Governor Frederick Seymour meeting with the people of Lillooet in 1865, to discuss land claims which were never resolved. When the gold rush ended in the Cariboo, the miners often returned to claim land in the regions that they had passed through. One of the elders that I spoke to described the idyllic locale on the small isthmus of Seton Portage. “We grew fruit and vegetables, and sold them to neighboring bands throughout the area. It was a good life. When the railway workers came through, they claimed our land, paying no heed to the fact that we had farmed here for generations.”