I feel the struggle and care native people have for this land.
I found hawk feathers. Was it injured? Another landed outside my window to kill a bird. I found little feathers scattered on the grass. Everything comes together in a world of feathers
Gratitude for the mother tree who gives us a breath of fresh air, water to drink, and the earth we stand on.
A personification of the Salmon River estuary blows wind through the forest from lips colored with ochre, and all are in harmony.
From a woven basket emerges a living fern, symbolizing connection with nature and cultural roots. A living dialogue between past and present, woven into threads of time.
This art piece is in Walters Cultural Arts Center for the March throu April
Wapiti (Elk) walk all over the land. I find Wapiti hair caught in the barbed wire fence up high on Cascade Head, and Wapiti teeth and bone in a far away forest. I took the teeth and bone, but I prayed for them.
Prayer: Gratitude for being alive, now you go to the Wapiti spirit world.
