Sioui One (1) is Wendat from Wendake. But don’t tell anyone he lives just short of the rez. Anyhow, it don’t really matter because he is a shape-shifting artsy-fartsy entity, and no academic Indian Expert ™ has yet managed to fully grasp whatever he is about.

He may or may not work in cultural governance, may or may not take part in serious social science research, may or may not be classically trained in one or many types of art, may or may not have dropped out of grad school, may or may not have dealt with archaeologists telling him his own history straight from the disciplinary hellscape of the ivory tower while monitoring their work, and may or may not enjoy incessant enumerative cascades.

He dreams of a time in which his work buddy finally agrees to be part of a Wendat boys band that would go by the name of Sioui Five (5).