These tall, beautifully carved objects are totem poles, part of the culture and artistry of the First Nations people, specifically those of the Pacific Northwest. The great forests that once covered the misty Pacific shores were home to vast red cedar trees, traditionally used to make the poles. Now only pockets of that forest remain, glimpses of the long-ago.
The top photo was taken in Vancouver’s Stanley Park, a piece of the old forest preserved on the very tip of the gleaming city. I used to live across the road from where the park began, and often walked there with my dog, taking trails past hidden lakes and tangled undergrowth. Once you’re among the trees, it’s easy to forget you’re in a city. It’s a marvellous place.
The second photo was taken in Vancouver as well, at Capilano Valley, and the above image was taken at Victoria, on Vancouver Island. The figures on the poles are stylistic representations of known ancestors, natural objects and animals, and supernatural beings, and they were used by different families or clans as storytelling devices, funerary containers, and even as shaming devices, only removed once the wrong was righted or the debt paid.
Image courtesy Wikimedia Commons
This final totem pole, randomly enough, is in Berkhamsted, an historic town quite close to where I live. And how did a totem pole find its way into the heart of England? Apparently, during the 1960’s, Berkhamsted resident Roger Alsford worked at the Tahsis Lumber Mill on Vancouver Island. During strike action he was saved from starvation by the local Kwakiutl community, who looked after him. In gratitude his family, who owned a lumber mill in Berkhamsted, commissioned the totem pole to be carved by First Nations artist, Henry Hunt. In 1968 the completed pole was shipped to England and erected at the lumber yard. It’s now private apartments, so you can’t get close to the totem any more, but it is still visible from the canal.
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Wonderful images. Hmmm, me, plus Lisa, maybe Bunny, raven of Doubt on top…
Ah, the raven of doubt. He hovers over many writers’s heads, I think, including my own 🙂 I like the sound of your totem pole, though – I think it would look pretty cool.
I’ll have to consider it for whenever my Moai image wears out.
I had to find out why there was a totem pole in Berkhamsted too when I first saw it… its a good story. Such a shame you can’t get close enough for a proper look any more.
Yes, same here! I was completely intrigued, and pleased to find out it was authentic, rather than some sort of copy. It is a shame you can’t get close to it any more though.
It is… I found it years ago and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Like you, to find that it was authentic was a real lift.
Interesting story – thank for that.
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
When we lived in Vancouver we used to do the Stanley Park bike ride and stop for a breather under the watchful gaze of those very poles. 🙂
Ah, it’s a great city for getting out and about, and a nice spot to stop for a breather, too!
I’ve never seen a totem pole outside of pictures, but they are beautifully and wonderfully made!
They really are! And well worth seeing them in situ if you ever get the chance.
Hah, I knew that was the Stanley Park ones at the top! But I hadn’t heard that bit before about using totems for shaming. Interesting.
Yes, I’m sure you’ve seen them many times! I hadn’t heard that either, so it was interesting to learn. Apparently there are some modern shaming ones in place still – one about the Exxon Valdez and the oil spill comes to mind.
Again, I didn’t know that. I hope it does its job.