When thinking about "identity" and "visual", the first thing that came to mind was flipping through family photo albums with my partner. I took this approach and made a scrapbook with photocopies of some of the photos in the family albums, as well as other pictures that I felt fit.
My identities and connection to the spaces around me start much before me, and stretch far beyond me. From the fishers in Vancouver to the kids in a homeless shelter, and healthcare workers at hospitals to co-workers at non-profits, my story flows into others around me, some I'm not even aware of.
Stolen homes and stolen land, stolen boats on stolen waters
During WWII, the Canadian government took the homes and belongings of all Nikkei Canadians, afraid we will spied who would cause bombings. None of their possessions were ever returned.
This is a photo of my great grandfather in the 70's with a boat he managed to buy. He never got his fishing boat back from the government, but you can't keep a fisher landlocked forever.
My mother, Rosie, and grandmother, Mariko
Family
Dad and I, Willowdale / Mum and Edward, Oakville
What am I supposed to be? / Bath time! / Representation matters! / I was sad when we had to put our card down. / The body in a home. / I need this confidence back.
We loved our nana's dogs / Chosen family / Nana and Baachan / Nana and me (Dad's side)
100 years young
Watching samurai movies together / Happy Birthday! / (Grandpa on mom's side)
Neighbourhood
The Gibson House is said to be haunted. I went to summer camp here. / York Cemetery. I learned to ride my bike here and later took people on dates.
My parents would give me $2 to fill a small bag with candy. / My middle school where I first got confused about my sexuality.
Explore the city
Old haunts / Am I disabled enough to site here? / Sad art store / OK SHY / My guardian
Grandpa's cottage
My absolute favourite place growing up
My fave ace couple! / Do Homura's ace colours mean something?
The first book I couldn't put down. / Japanese popular culture was a way for me to feel connected to my culture and identity. / My gemini moon likes these two.
I like dolls that look like me. / Momiji is a seniors' home I've been visiting my whole life.
My Nana knitted me a pink cap to keep me warm. This is her cat, Mika, who kept trying to kill me.
Eva's Place: a youth homeless shelter. / In and out of hospitals for fainting spells, open heart surgery, and a suicide attempt has helped with my fear of needles.
He said "no pets" and now look. / Great coffee and the nicest people!
Home tastes like...
Momo 8 years / Blanche 6 years
Lilacs bloom in Grandma and Grandpa's yard every spring.
ACAS is a homey space that allows me to explore the intersections of my queer and Asian identities and connect with others like me.
Nana and Grandpa in my dad's side. I still say hello to them when I visit.
Emily is an asexual and aromantic Nikkei Canadian. She's been trying to connect with her communities more of late, such as the Japanese Canadian community as well as the queer community. When she's not trying to form connections between her intersecting identities, she can be found reading either books or astrology charts with her beloved cat.