Life in the Knife
“The wilderness is an untamed, unpredictable place of solitude and searching. It is a place as dangerous as it is breathtaking, a place as sought after as it is feared. But it turns out to be the place of true belonging and it’s the bravest and most sacred place you will, ever stand.”
Project Statement
Some places shape us before we are old enough to understand them. The north was that place for Dyanne Wilson.
Raised in a military family along the 60th parallel — in Inuvik, in Churchill, in the vast cold silence between — Wilson absorbed the northern landscape the way children absorb language: completely, and without trying. The aurora overhead. Polar bears wandering into town. The particular sound of mukluks on frozen ground. These were not exotic experiences. They were simply home.
When her husband accepted a position with the Territorial Government in Yellowknife in 2015, Wilson returned north for the first time as a photographer. The timing was not incidental. Her father — the military captain who had first brought her to these landscapes — had recently passed away. The journey north was, in part, a way of retracing their steps together. Of keeping him present through the places that had formed them both.
What she found was a community as singular as any she had encountered — houseboat dwellers who paint their homes pink and yellow against the white expanse, elders who carry the old ways quietly alongside the new, a city that exists in genuine conversation with one of the most demanding landscapes on earth. Over two years, Wilson documented the people, the light, the long winters and brief luminous summers of Yellowknife with the attentiveness of someone who understood, at a cellular level, what it means to belong somewhere temporarily and love it permanently.
The place remains. We are the ones who move on.
Dyanne Wilson would like to gratefully acknowledge funding support or in making my work from the ARTIcipate Endowment Fund and the City of Yellowknife..